My Feet. My Pleasure

My feet My pleasure : A Simple Confession of Respect” Every time I wear high heels, the sound they make on the floor is not just a normal step. It’s a command.Because my high heels aren’t just decorations — they are a symbol of my status. Feet aren’t just a part of the body —…

Under My Feet

Dear Mistress Nan Dear Mistress Nan, Thank you for the session today.I just want to say how much it meant to me. When I entered the room and saw You sitting on Your throne, I felt nervous but excited.You didn’t say a word. Just looked at me and pointed down.I understood immediately and dropped to my knees. Crawling…

When Pain… Became Pleasure

When Pain… Became Pleasure(A letter from my first session) Sometimes… pain can bring us unexpected pleasure.     I used to wonder — what exactly is pain?Is it something we should avoid, or is there something hidden deep inside it? That question stayed with me until the day  I was hired to be a model for an international art event.It…