Mistress Lovely

What pet names do it for you? Sweetheart, slut, puppy, darling, fucktoy… I end up using names a lot. I notice their effects. Let’s have a conversation

Not trying to stir trouble but… what’s your favorite roleplay scenario? I’ve been having a blast stepping into different characters lately- it shifts the emotional palette to something new every time! Developing a taste for corruption… No context required, drop yours below.

I’ve perused some of your musings, and I’m curious about which one you’re referring to.

As long as you need release, you are owned 💅

It’s amazing how much your own brain will try to get in the way of this kind of release! Facilitating that shift is incredibly satisfying 🤭

Oh? Still alive? How adorable.

So you were awakened by a MILF in a corset and sent back to class with her underwear in your mouth. Sounds formative. I do hope you’ve sent her flowers since.

I’m in the mood to laugh, but I’m curious about any type of answer

Fear is the body’s response to risk. To achieve real, cold-blooded fear in a session- something real has to be on the line. Maybe your pride. Maybe a cherished self-image. Maybe the illusion that you’re in control. You get out what you put in. No domme needs to remove your safeword to take away your control. We simply reveal that you never had any to begin with.

The NSA can never know

This is a highly intelligent approach- letting your subconscious slip clues to observing dommes without thinking too hard. So, being allowed to prove your own helplessness to yourself is a fast track to your submission… that’s fascinating.

I think lots of us in this neck of the internet share an experience like that 🤝

There’s a certain flavor of session I savor… witnessing my sub gradually realize he’s in a trap that has no winning outcome. In a bind between impossible rules, or perhaps a rope predicament. Maybe even simply caught between their own desire to submit or resist. Watching the realization of despair dawn is a delicacy for me. It’s as if a switch is flipped. So now I’m curious. Any of you writers have stories for me from the other side? What’s it like to realize your powerlessness?