Sissy Rodeo?

I saw this lovely pink Sybian at another dungeon a few weeks ago. Wouldn’t this be a great addition to the Parlor for training, rewards, and fun and games?

What Is a Goddess?

Ms. AvaThere are many types of Goddess and Mistress, all with their merits. Some are weathered, scowling, rough-edged predators who emasculate men through force and humiliation. Some are elegant and emotionally aloof. Some are young and perhaps less focused or life-experienced, but full of bounce and raw erotic energy. Among others.

I am a developmental Goddess, a warm, sane, strong, intelligent woman whose kink is to bring out the best in the hidden you. I get off on helping you experience the feminine energy buried deep within you that aches to be released. To luxuriate in the sensual joys of being female. To bring your fantasies to fruition through guidance, and example, and practice, and acceptance.

I administer behavior modification through physical and verbal correction to make you the best you can be. Strict, sometimes harsh, correction or punishment when warranted, of course, but always purpose driven—I am rarely motivated by pure sadism.

You honor and worship me because I’m a deserving and rare creature, and you’re smart enough to know it, not because I’ve coerced or manipulated you. I represent what you want to be and have, not what you are afraid of. I can teach you secrets of attractive and receptive womanhood.

Yin needs yang. All of us contain some of both. I have no interest in beating you down to release your feminine energy. I adore men and honor male humanity and sexuality (flawed and one-dimensional as it often is). There’s some of that in me, too—as reflected in some of my favorite toys and activities.

Yes, Goddesses of different types abound. No one size fits all. I am not for everyone, nor do I wish to be. But if you have the urge to explore and feel your femme, to have it brought forth and touched and respected for a full human experience, whether for a few hours or a lifetime, come to me.

I Love Men en Femme

My first full immersion into Femdom was as an office manager/dungeon den mother at a large commercial dungeon in the early-ish days of the internet. Among other duties, I interviewed, hired, and managed the mistresses and houseboys. I’ll leave the details for another post someday. But it was the best gig ever.

On the first floor of this Victorian house was the sissy parlor… a large sitting room filled with man-sized clothing and shoes, makeup, wigs, full-length mirrors, and more. Garters. Stockings. Lingerie. Slutwear. Maid outfits. Evening gowns. Street dresses. Tutus and tights.

I loved seeing first-time visitors’ reactions when I flung open the French doors to reveal a feminization nirvana.  For some, it took their breath away. It brought damp eyes to at least one. These were competent, intelligent men who wanted to be beautiful and soft sometimes, and to be appreciated and celebrated as they tapped into their feminine energy all too rare in society. One particular incident with a closeted sissy fueled my passion for enlightenment and acceptance through sexuality education. You can hear it during the first few minutes of this old interview:

Since that day, crossdressers, sissies, pantyboys, transwomen, and other gender flexers have held a special place in my heart. There’s a strength to people who break free of gender typecasting, a richness to those willing to tap into both their male and female energies. Many cultures believe that such people have spiritual or other powers. While I can’t say if that’s true, I can tell you that there’s something special about the human beings who come to me for en femme exploration and fun.