For all this earth. Dominatrix.
Call me Lady Satira, Madame Satira, or Mistress Satira, but don't you dare speak out of turn, or I'll confiscate your tongue.

My Dominatrix mark is the bay leaf 🌿.

Under my heel, my bribed men, whose names I will not utter.

Dominatrix since 2018, already interviewed several times, I also educate you on my BDSM YouTube channel.
Domination is the lifeblood of my entire life.
I am known for my more than dangerous fantasies and for my love of anything that resembles a one-way trip or skin glistening with something other than sweat or drool.
My colors: neon green and black.
They are paired with my bay leaf.
Why bay leaf?

In Greek mythology, the laurel is associated with Apollo, the god of light, the arts, and prophecy. (I'm a Hellenist.) The laurel became a symbol of eternal love and renunciation. In ancient Rome, it crowned victorious military leaders and emperors, bestowing eternal glory and recognition. For the Greeks and Romans, the laurel was a sacred plant, embodying the strength of the gods and the wisdom of the ancients. Throughout myths, the laurel is a symbol of divine protection and triumph, a link between the earthly world and celestial aspirations.
Thus, it is also a symbol of victory, strength, superiority, and empire. Does that ring a bell? Yes, it does. I'm not exclusive.
Previously, I had a harem of over thirty submissives.

All different from one another.

But perhaps you know this, but very few remain, for I have left them all. In my own words.

My standards are very high, my gentleness very low.

But my qualities as a Mistress are all the more numerous.
I place vital importance on listening, consent, adaptation, experimentation, patience, and discovery.
Always under contract, whatever the cost.
My wish is that every relationship I have with someone, however short or long, leaves them with memories and the foundation for a future built within the world of BDSM.
Take away the sex if you wish, but not this.
I could not live if the practice of my sadism were taken from me. It completes me.
In my eyes, it goes far beyond sexuality and arousal.
It is a powerful and all-encompassing feeling for which I am passionate.

I am writing a booklet on this subject.

This emotion awakens all your hormones, soothes your soul, and liberates you regardless of your role.

For my part, my practices are almost entirely focused on sadism. (BDSM is not solely equivalent to, nor defined solely by, sadomasochism.)
My kinks are as follows: