I have always had a dominant air about me. As a young girl, I would treat the classroom as my own private domain, getting devious pleasure from outwitting male teachers and driving them to the boiling point as I nonchalantly questioned their over-sensitivity whilst pulling on the reins.

With the blooming of adolescence I was surprised to discover the dark desires that stoked my inner fires. On the outside I was a polished private school girl but on the inside I was a Siren, coaxing men with maddening desire. This delicious dichotomy radiates an allure that leaves many a man happy to shipwreck himself in my waters.

Of course, as with all things in life, there is a yin to the yang. As much as I delight in shaping a man into my plaything I am also driven by a calling towards transformative connection, a calling which inspired my path to becoming a licensed therapist. The nature of the BDSM dynamic has such a potential for trust, vulnerability and intimacy that, when ventured into, has the power to leave both parties changed for the better.

Harnessing my rich understanding of the human psyche and several years of meditation practice, I am potently present with my submissives; I read their every movement and breath. Just as the conductor with their orchestra, with my slightest expression I coax a grand swelling of emotions and tensions: the mighty build and the wondrous release.

My imagination has long been one of my greatest sources of pleasure. This manifests in my sessions as deep, truly immersive experiences tailored to the psychological nuances of the participants. I do not "role-play" as a Dominatrix; everything is a true expression of one the many varied facets of the feminine.

I am a world traveler; Australian-born with European heritage, I delight in venturing into foreign lands, be they across oceans or comfort zones. One of the allures of kink and domination for me is the manner in which it pulls on the threads of taboo, challenging us to enter into forbidden realms to discover the treasures within, be they a release from the constraints preventing authentic expression or an integration of disowned parts of the self.

Do you hear my Siren song calling you? Come wreck yourself on my shore.