Discipline is freedom: Why I work in power

I live in Washington, D.C., an infamous city where power saturates everything. These days, with federal occupation of our streets unfolding in earnest, power plays out not only in suits scurrying down K Street or across the West Lawn while ignoring the unhoused, but also in immigrant delivery drivers detained while ferrying Cava, or worse, Starbucks, to those same suits.

I came to D.C. by way of Chicago, where I spent more than a decade immersed in the BDSM and leather communities as both lifestyle kinkster and sex worker. Sugar baby, pro domme, pro sub, GFE escorting: all of it taught me, as much as my simultaneous career in corporate America, that power dynamics are always in play. Always layered. Always something to be considered.

As a neurodivergent (AuDHD) femme, I learned to mask so expertly I ended up leading multimillion-dollar client relationships and negotiating with C-suite executives at Fortune 100 companies. Reading power and people in real time, and using what I discern to get someone to act and thank me for it, became second nature. Now, I am repurposing that skillset back into pro domme work.

I’m in my mid-30s and, to paraphrase a lover: “you have your shit together.” I do. I know who I am, what I want, and what I refuse to tolerate.

I want to lead you.

At this moment (August 2025), my politics and frankly, my soul, tell me that my place in the pursuit of collective liberation is best condensed into a microcosm of feminist authority. Emotional power dynamics, paired with physical intimacy, are my tools for instilling macro change, one mindfuck at a time.

Chicago’s prolific pro domme Mistress Velvet famously had white cis male submissives read Black feminist theory. Their approach helped shaped my understanding of how our work as providers reshapes society, from bedroom to dungeon, from intimacy to institution. Like Anne Carson’s Bakkhai, where Euripides urges us toward freedom through madness and wildness, a dynamic with me will challenge you to embrace change. Even the smallest change, a moment of shameless authenticity in your submission, still matters.

My hope is that those who engage with me arrive ready for a commitment to deep, sexy introspection, guided by my attention, ritual, and care. I am stern, ruthlessly firm, yet kind and fair. Expect nuanced banter. Expect to be seen so precisely you gasp when I name your exact thought and build a whole world around it. Prove your commitment digitally, and the in-person experience of my touch will change you for good.

Let it build. Let it simmer. Even now, reading this, I already have a claw in you. Keep coming back for more.