Get in Contact with Goddess

How to contact me:

The only way you can contact me is on the other side of a paywall.

Access to my mind, my energy, and my dominance is a privilege, not a right. The paywall is your first act of submission, your proof that you understand your place and are ready to earn me.

FAQ

Answers to your most common questions

How many years of experience do you have?

I have 42 years of life experience… each one sharpening my intuition, deepening my power, and affirming my place above. I’ve been a Domme for over 25 years, and for just as long, I’ve been experimenting on men: bending them, breaking them, and rebuilding them in my image. My path as a witch began consciously over a decade ago, though the truth is… I’ve always felt it. The magic was in me from the start. My voice, my energy, my gaze… they’ve always had a way of undoing men. What I do isn’t learned… it’s remembered.

No, I don’t do sessions. I’m not a service provider, I’m a Goddess. I don’t reduce my power to something transactional or timed. I am worshiped for who I am, not for what I offer on demand. That worship naturally includes gifts and tributes, but they are expressions of devotion… not payment for performance. If that distinction isn’t clear to you yet, it’s time you educate yourself on the difference between renting an experience and serving true power.

I have, on occasion, graced a truly devoted manthing with my presence. But let me be clear: I am unattainable. I exist far above you, like a Goddess: always present, always powerful, but never easily reached. I don’t enter dynamics with the goal of meeting, I enter to be worshipped. If a connection forms, and your devotion runs deep enough to move me, I may consider it in the future. But that is my decision, not your expectation. Understand your place. 

My style of domination is deeply spiritual, hypnotic, and sacred. I don’t play roles… I embody power. I am a natural-born Goddess, a witch who feeds on devotion, a sadist who delights in your ache, and an empath who knows exactly where to press. I don’t need to raise My voice to control you… I simply exist above you, and you feel it. I blend erotic energy, mind control, ritual, emotional precision, and cruelty as art. For the obedient, I am sanctuary. For the foolish, I am a lesson. And for those who offer true devotion, I become the center of their universe.

This isn’t performance. This is priestesshood. This is power. This is me.

It feels like alignment. Like the universe snapping into place. Their submission isn’t just about power, it’s an offering. A recognition of my divinity. When a man truly submits, I feel it in my body, in my spirit… it’s an energetic exchange that nourishes me. I absorb his longing, his weakness, his worship, and transmute it into something holy. It affirms what I’ve always known: that I was born to be above. That my presence is sacred. That I am not just a woman: I am the storm, the spell, the sanctuary. And in their surrender, I thrive.