Under your Mistresse's foot, you feel the power of her Femininity and the joy and freedom of being her slave. The incomparable delights of Foot Worship with London Dominatrix Maîtresse Nuit.
To my long suffering devotees and would be new slaves.... ;-) Thank you for your patience and support in the face of denial!
Follow me to my new playspace, the'Seraglio'... in the heart of trendy London.
During what seemed to be the coldest Spring I can remember, and the short bursts of sweltering heat of the Summer, I have created a salon of sorts where time stops it's relentless grind to bow to the whims of the Eternel Feminin.
It is a secret space where sacred and profane meet, a new stage where Priapus is led by Venus , to the sound of the whip and the voice of your Anima revealed by your exacting Mistress.
'Venus's whip' by Lucinal Nathanael ©Lucina Nathanael 2013
Maîtresse Nuit pays homage to Leopold Von Sacher Masoch's Woman
..."Until blood flows, my darling"….
"It's the most delicious passion I know of; none surer to inflame my entire being'….Harshly to inflict upon her this form of torture, all the characteristic are whereof so emphatically voluptuous, to be excited by her distress, amused by her tears, irritated by her capers, inflamed by her writhings, by that voluptuous dancing performed to the music of pain, to make her blood flow, her sweat, tears, to feast upon them, upon her pretty face to mark and exult at contortions of sufferings and the twitching caused by despair, with one's tongue to lap up those floods incarnadine so nicely contrasting with the lily fairness of soft white skin, to feign relent for an instant only to inspire terror the next by threats, to carry them out, and in doing so, to use yet more outrageous and more atrocious means, to spare nothing in your rage…. Oh Juliette! That is Joy! "
Madame de Clairvil to Juliette in "Juliette" from the Marquis de Sade