What makes a good submissive?

The FemDomme Goddess Lizzie

Am I dominant or submissive? Now there’s a question with no simple answer. The simplest answer is that, generally speaking, my pleasure is in pleasing.

However, I think that the simplicity of that answer can be deceptive. Please don’t make the mistake of assuming it means I am submissive.

Sometimes pleasing means being dominant. Reconciling sexual domination with a basically gentle, kind nature makes for an interesting journey. Whatever controlling streak I may have possessed decades ago got traded in for the deeper satisfaction of helping people manifest themselves and reject the control of others. Accepting people as they are in this moment has become a practice too well-ingrained to easily turn from now.

Thus “sensual domination on my terms.”Controlling a mindless man I don’t get excited by “I will do whatever Mistress wants” mindlessness. Most men expect a series of titillating, often humiliating, actions and want me to guess what their preferred perversion might be. This Goddess doesn’t particularly want anything of you–I certainly don’t want to control your every thought and action. Honestly, I find the thought mind-numbing. Many Mistresses revel in controlling men this way; I applaud them!

What DO I want? I want you to lay yourself open for me. Tell me who you are. Be truthful no matter what. Be vulnerable. Trusting. HAVE A MIND. The more I understand your mind, the more deeply I can delve into mind-fuckery.

You may enjoy mindlessness; if so, let’s have some hypnosis sessions where I can manipulate your mindlessness in a rich and satisfying setting. Otherwise, a mindless slave neither gets his needs met with me, nor meets mine.

I also value sincerely given gifts and tributes. Some men just love to give; others love to be told to do so. If that’s part of your fetish, tell me so up front and ask how to honor me in this way. It’s so much more fun when I know what different forms of submission mean to you..

So, my most basic terms to begin your submission:

Have a mind.

Lay it open for me.

I’ll take it from there.

Your Goddess, Lizzie

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heartfelt companionship

From the Heart

No, this is not a picture of me, though 30 years ago we could have been mistaken for sisters.

But I like to think of myself this way. A peaceful smile, a sweet and giving heart, and perhaps a touch of angel’s wings, in spite of a reasonable amount of sinning, life mistakes, and general contrariness. All wrapped up in minimal and exquisite lingerie, wings optional.

Let’s talk about this for Valentine’s Day.

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Virgin Post

The problem with blogging, if you’re kind of a quiet person, is that some times you can’t think of a lot to say–or at least a lot to say that bears sharing with strangers. I’m more of a listener than a talker–which is no surprise to anyone who knows me. I’m very good with words, but I can say so much more with the expression in my eyes and the emotion in my touch.

I had a call a few days ago that wandered into some VERY taboo territory. I could feel my caller feeling his way with me, going a little further every time I played along instead of slapping his hand. Until he hit a limit I wasn’t expecting, and . . . I froze up. I felt bad! He was very gracious about it and we backtracked a bit and made what he assured me was a very happy ending to the call. Then he thanked me for not hanging up on him.

Um, no. Hanging up isn’t my style. My limits are pretty far out there and I’m fine if you want to ask me about them. I’m not going to freak out and call the taboo police, or hang up. If I can’t do the call, I’ll just tell you, and we’ll figure it out from there.

Expect me to treat you politely and with respect. Unless you are a total ass, which is another topic, for another time.

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