What BDSM Means to Me & My Limits as a Mistress

To me, BDSM is liberation.
I said the word out loud to a very old friend yesterday, and it made me fully aware of just how deeply I hold this value.
It was after tying my most comfortable shibari partner at one of the Japanese bondage jams in Berlin.

BDSM isn’t about getting horny in my crotch.
It hits deeply in my brain and heart.
It’s about becoming something I’m not (technically) allowed to be in daily life.

It lets me smile wide, laugh low and hard, and feel deep joy in another’s scream, agony, and helplessness.
I find it so beautiful how deranged and different we can be outside this tight, “vanilla” society.

I still consider BDSM a form of play. But play is not something to be underestimated.
I play hard. This is my life. I was born to play and enjoy this world.
And I’m lucky that my job is also to play. I really love where I am right now.

In terms of shibari, I tie at least once a week, sometimes up to six times.
Even when I tailor my sessions to a bunny’s hopes or desires, the feeling of freedom I gain through rope is still wonderful.
Even when I top someone, it’s not just about me. It’s about what we create together.

Lately, very tragically…I’ve been receiving more and more messages from people who clearly don’t read my descriptions.
Or worse, they read them and choose not to care.

I’m tired of it! So I want my limits to be very clear here:

I do not want or allow my private parts to be touched.
I do not offer or want to give hand or foot jobs for your release.
Not online. Not in sessions. Not even in your imagination.

I do not tolerate being pushed to cross my own limits.

To be clear, I’m not saying your release is bad.
I understand that men, unfortunately, have sperm that sometimes needs to be physically released.
And there is a different story for sperm eaters but anyway.
As my website states, my mind here hasn’t changed:

“Handjobs are not my realm. I only tease and destroy dicks.
You may be allowed to wank and cum with your hand—only if you beg.”

If anyone can’t respect that, I’m always happy to block pushy applicants.
It feels good to keep my space clean, and to save time for the truly good ones.
I am perfectly happy, and unbothered, without ignorant people like that in my life.

Beginner or experienced, it never matters to me.
Hard or soft, wild or calm, it doesn’t matter either.
What matters is what we share. What we create. What we feel together.

And for those who understand and appreciate my presence, my beliefs, and my values!
I see you. I cherish you. I give my attention with care. And with love.
To my good toys, pets, slaves, subs, perverts, and other delightful creatures,
I’m always happy to play with you. And I appreciate you, in my way <3