Social Media

 It has been a while since I found Myself very active on any social media platform. Not just the "Dominatrix Stuff", the "Vanilla Stuff" too. I took a break for various reasons. A time out. Not only did I completely downsize My wardrobe, My toys, My place and My travel, but I also downsized My online presence (Domme and personal).

Back to basics. 

Bare boned. 

Minimalist. 

This change was good, very good.

Refreshing.

After this necessary overhaul of My life, I am able to approach the fetish scene with fresh eyes. Last night, I found Myself at the first fetish party in nearly, or maybe over, two years! The verdict: Everything has changed and nothing has changed...

Last Night.

Mistresses.

FemDoms.

Boys and Girls. 

The Parthenon.

KINK.

Oh what fun...

Connections.

New and Old. 

Hot, steamy experiences as well as great conversations with all types of kinksters. But one thing stood out, the frequent request to connect on an online social networking site. I know I have an account. I may have a username, a password. 

I want to connect. 

Be present.

Be part of. 

Belong to and with My people 

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Looks like some investigation is in order. 

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Revival

We both know you came here for a reason. 

Always open  to connecting with some old Friends

 

Humiliation

 If you are a regular around here, then you already know that I have a real affinity for Humiliation I just love cutting a boy's comb, especially if he has misbehaved in some type of imaginary way, ie. roleplay. There are many ways to abase a male specimen. Tonight, I find Myself in one of those moods, fantasizing away, with no outlet. So I am trying something a little different, a little more unstructured. If you have been dying to get to know Me better... Then here is your chance! 

My unedited - unfiltered - rigorously honest, SELF.

Without further ado, first I distinguish between 4 categories. 

They are not necessarily mutually exclusive. 

1. Verbal Humiliation
2. Physical Humiliation
3. Forbidden Fantasy
4. Severe Humiliation  

To Me, any form of Humiliation is highly erotic in nature. Sexual forms of degradation can take many shapes and forms. Here are some examples of the games I like to play, in no particular order:

• Verbal tear down, drill instructor play. I love military anything.  Breaking the subject down to build him/her back up. See also: Sorority pledging line
•  Various figure laughing at or highly critiquing congregation member's pathetic, UN-orthodox,  deranged confession. 
• Promising to help him/her to become a better 
• Spaghetti Monster Worshiper. Predicament awaits.
• Mommy/Aunt/Babysitter scolding young man and then showing him ways to 'make up for it' - Domestic scenarios - step son
• Slapping
• Hair Pulling
• Spitting
• Spitting
• Spitting
• Spitting in Mouth
• Spitting on floor and making slave lick it off floor/boot/foot
• Incorporating spitting
• Spitting in subjects drink
• Spitting in subjects drink while he is using the bathroom at a bar and when he gets back, sits down, telling him as he takes another sip (only upon request - consent 👆)
• Spitting
• Did I mention spitting?
• Taking sip and spitting liquid into boy's mouth
• Taking sip and spitting liquid on boy's body/particular humiliating, if face
• I LOVE grabbing men by the face, like just covering their silly little visage with My entire hand and pushing them around like that (gently and carefully of course) but still manhandled 
• Grabbing a man/boy by the back of head/hair and 'shoving' his face into My cleavage while verbally scolding him in some way. "What are you gonna cry, do you miss your mommy, are you still being breast fed poor baby - you're not a real man" OR "you will never ever have this, THIS is for real men only! A little motor boating action is potentially the closest you could ever even dream of getting to Me in a sexual way - EVER"  - still not a real man ;)
•  Making him/her sniff My (dirty) armpit. Hairy armpit. General armpit. Imagine having your face covered by an armpit, people consider that dirty - can be so degrading. 
• How about having someone sit on your face with their beautiful round behind. Maybe a little fart slips out into your face. Oops.
• Nurse feels you up inappropriately - oh it's so small!!!
• General small penis humiliation. I could write a book on this. Use your imagination. (Comments accepted below * this below should be easy to find... it actually exists ) 
• School stuff: Standing in corner, douche head (I obviously don't know how to spell that, bring your own). 
• Bad R\report card - you get spanked - by someone, anyone, everyone, even mom's lady friend... Wait.... What?!
• Not passing college course. You need to graduate? Your professor will adjust your grade if you debase yourself in the most humiliating way. 
• Maybe now you are wearing the professor's panties, used panties, to class everyday, and you better do as She says because She is going to do random checks! So now this lady basically has access to your junk, unrestricted access.. Because you need this grade. You would not want to disappoint your parents, now would you?
• Do you know what comeuppance means, because you are in for some.
• How about being tied up spread eagle and totally exposed. Especially your most sensitive parts. Totally. Exposed. 
• Girlfriend has been cheating on you... With a BBC.
• GF wants to make  it up and you take Her lingerie shopping for a 'special make up session'. However it turns out you will be wearing the lingerie, cause you are a sissy bitch. 
• Now you have to serve both of them.
• Now you are craving BBC.
• Girlfriend, boss, someone, anyone makes you wear chastity (def. book full of humiliation opportunities and games available on this one) 
• you are made to serve as a maid
• Additional women stop at the apartment while you are serving as a maid
• Mistress asks you to show off your chastity devise to said women or others. Hey delivery guy, check this out! Ha ha ha
•  you have to go to cooking school
•  you have to go to cosmetology school (long standing fantasy of Mine with a live in slave)
• Role play fantasy  dork. 
• Indentured servant
• Forbidden fantasies. 
•  Making fun of your accent, even though I have an accent, makes no sense, I know, this is why funny. (German Humor - World Famous)
• Golden opportunity as weather report says showers!!! Also makes no sense? Cry Me a River... More water, uhm, you shall call Me Leona "Waterfall" Stern from now on. 
• Also: Spitting, in case I did not yet mention. 
• You are crowned prom queen ... But wait, what is this, you are not 'actually' a girl?
• Maybe you are not that passable, so you just sneak into the girls dresser room because you don't have a sister and you are scared of your mom (sissy!) but you get caught, of course, laughter... Finger pointing, more humiliation.
• Subtle public humiliation (I could write a book on this also) 

I could go on for three more hours, but it is time for Me to eat. This was a 'flow of consciousness' type essay, minimal editing. 
Hope you still enjoyed and your imagination got sparked. 
Leave your ideas in the comment section below.

Tributes

I used to over-explain. I used to try to convince people why my time, energy, and presence deserved recognition. I used to give too much for free, silly old self , thinking generosity would build loyalty.

It never did. Instead it often lead to resentments and disrespect. What it built was exploitation. Exhaustion. Frustration.

Now? I’ve learned to be selective. To engage with the people who already get it. Who show up ready to honor the exchange, understanding exactly how they Beni fit from My attention and presence- without me having to spell it out.

Respect is not something I beg for. It’s something I started to receive naturally when my standards became clear and non-negotiable. If someone isn’t willing to value what I offer, that’s their choice. I won’t waste my energy justifying it.

Authenticity doesn’t mean explaining everything.
It means showing up as yourself, setting boundaries, confidence to not letting other people decide if they’re worthy of your presence. 

FORCE

Someone who is truly powerful, ie someone who understands control and can handle it responsibly, never has to force submission. The moment you start pressuring, or convincing someone into submission, you’ve already lost your power. That isn’t dominance. That isn’t leadership. It’s insecurity wearing a cheap and probably fake leather jacket. Real dominance is never about coercion. It’s about creating an environment where surrender feels safe, and desired.

Surrender must come from the sub. Full stop. It has to rise from inside them, out of trust, admiration, connection, most importantly the real desire to give themselves freely. If a Dom tries to yank that out of someone or demand, then they are showing their own fear of being inept to accept another persons agency. Forced submission isn’t submission; it’s posturing. And the energy behind that kind of posturing is laughable, desperate, and not powerful.

I don’t “make subs do things.” They do them because they feel safe with Me and trust Me. They choose devotion.  The men who serve Me do so because the dynamic feels right, not because I intimidate them into obedience. Real power creates voluntary devotion. Anything else is noise.

A Domme who demands submission instead of inspiring it is not someone a sub can relax into. Safety is the foundation of true surrender, and safety comes from steady leadership, emotional intelligence, and consistent integrity. Power isn’t loud or forceful, it’s calm, grounded, and unmistakable. The ones who understand this cultivate real, lasting devotion. The ones who don’t are simply playing dress-up.

Compatibility

PSA:

It’s absolutely possible that I stopped doing sessions with you.
That does not mean I stopped doing FemDom sessions.

Some ‘submissives’ make that decision incredibly easy.

Example?

Years ago, a guy begged me to see him.
I only booked 90-minute sessions at the time, this was clearly stated on Myblog, My preference at the time very simple.
He insisted he “could only do an hour.” I get it, people have busy lives - so do I.  
Fine. I made an exception.

He arrives. Pays for just the one hour.
At the end, he asks if he can stay and listen to the phone session I had scheduled after.

Imagine asking for a discount on respect and then wanting a front-row seat to something private? 
No thanks.

He emailed again a week later asking to return.
I declined.
If you can’t follow basic expectations on day one, why would I build anything with you?

So yes… if your experience with me ended abruptly, maybe ask yourself why…
instead of assuming I disappeared from the planet.

Boundaries

 

They say nothing in life is free yet some potential slaves don't live by that theory. I am a lifestyle Domme but for a few years I have also been a Professional Mistress. Most potential slaves that have been in touch with me recently, have contacted me via eros, Max Fisch and/or through My website. These services cost money, money I did not spend when I was a lifestyle Mistress.

Sometimes the slave may be impolite enough to immediately advise Me in his first correspondence that “he does not do Pros”, or he does not “pay for sessions”. Then tell Me this: Why are you contacting a ProDomme? I am not hiding the fact that this website was built for a means to generate revenue for My venture.

I have an expensive hobby: BDSM. My website, My adds, My computer to even access the internet, these are all things that came out of ProDomme Mistress Leona’s budget. When I was a lifestyle Mistress these things didn’t exist. I did not have an internet presence. These worms would have never even found Me, I would select the slaves that I allowed to serve, just like I do today. I approached them, not the other way around.

Yes, I have trained and owned slaves before, but has never resulted someone answering a professional add, at least not yet. I used to meet vanilla boys and train them to become the slave I want without them sometimes realizing that they were being trained and when they accepted it, it was always to My benefit, as it should be when serving a Domme. They were truly Mine, I was the one who picked them up at a bar, the library, work, or wherever. I made them Mine, I lured them into submission. They weren’t the ones initiating contact.

Yes, it would be nice to have a personal slave for My use, one that caters to MY needs and not their own. One who understands their commitment to Me and their purpose for being My slave, but all I get are requests from those who offer to become Mine but based on their needs. How does this benefit Me?

This is why I am also a Professional Domme, so that way I can consider your fantasy within the time constraints of a professional relationship and although I am quite particular in the type of sessions I choose, I will only entertain  your fantasy based on mutual likes and needs. But when it comes to personal slavery, you are Mine to do with as I please 24/7 under My terms and until you fully understand the purpose of you serving Me, you will not get the chance to be in the position simply because, as a Domme, I know exactly what I need and want to do and what My sub will do for Me and at My discretion. 

And basically offering Me services or activities with no regard for what makes My life easier or based on what I enjoy, is NOT going to help you in your quest to be My slave.


The only personal slaves I may consider at this point are those who are interested in a position as My Englisian Editor in Chief. There is two components to this relationship:

1. Financial Commitment 
    Many of you are eager to wave their "money dicks" around. you tell Me how successful you are, how much money you earn… stop speaking and start showing your true commitment. This empire is not building itself, if you are not supporting Me by contributing meaningful resources.  Please move along.

2. Artist of Sorts
    First of all, I would love to have My portrait done, especially by the by the notorious FemDom Artist SARDAX. I consider Myself a Muse and I deserve to be drawn 100s of times. I am a true Goddess and My beauty shall be captured for eternity! If you are an artist who would either like to draw Me. 

Often the people who are professional photographers, writters, editors, and other artists try to "trade" session time for their "services", because that's what "they do professionally" and they don't want to do what they do professionally for FREE. See what I did there? 

 That's what I want! Someone to either contribute to Me financially, share with Me their wealth and  devotion OR someone who is passionate about creating ART for and WITH ME...because  you like spending time with Me and NOT because you are expecting XYZ activity applied to you in return.

April Tripping to Florida

 

 

Mistress escaping Manhattan for Perfect Water.  

***PRIVACY***

 Discretion has always been my number one requirement. I am a very private person and I prefer  remain anonymous. Some of my elitist friends would hate to be seen in public with a ...Dominatrix #Scandal. You do not need to be a high profile person to recognize the value of keeping certain things a secret in life. 
Be assured, I never Whip and Tell.

Random Fact #333

 My favorite Number is 3, it is also My lucky number. I find 3 to be the most magical number there ever was, is and ever will be. 9 is also okay, sounds like "No" in German and it is 3 Squared of course. I think about numbers a lot. I wonder if others think about numbers as much as I do...