Mistress Hera

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  • Love & Blackness

    Love & Blackness

    It isn’t often that My schedule opens up for more exploration time! February has proven to be the month for not only Love, but for worshipping the greatness that is your Black Queen.

    I have the following dates available for this month:
    Saturday 2/1 – 11 am – 6:30 pm
    Sunday 2/2 – 12 Noon – 5:30 pm
    Monday 2/3 – 10 am – 6:30 pm
    Thursday 2/6 – 10 am – 6:30 pm
    Thursday 2/13 – 10 am – 6:30 pm
    Thursday 2/20 – 6:15 pm – 6:30 pm
    Thursday 2/27 – 10 am – 6:30 pm

    These are for in-person 2-hr sessions in the Dungeon. Longer session times are also available upon request. *50% electronic deposit required at booking. Secure your spots NOW as these openings will close up quickly!

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  • I am the Goddess of Bonds

    I am the Goddess of Bonds

    A friend once asked me why, as a woman of color, I enjoy the role of dominating others. Is it revenge, retribution, or a general dislike of others? This made me think deeply, and I came across a quote that sums up my perspective: “A free man?—There is no such thing! All men are slaves; some, slaves of money; some, of chance; others are forced, either by mass opinion, or the threatening law, to act against their nature.” (Euripides, Hecabe)

    I realized that I am, in a sense, like Ananke, the goddess of bonds, who rules over necessity and compulsion. We are all bound by life’s inevitable rules—slaves to circumstances, obligations, and needs. Whether it’s a submissive in service or a master, we are all bound by life’s constraints, even if we don’t always recognize it.

    When someone joins my service, they willingly place themselves at my feet, bound by devotion. Their will is surrendered, and they are compelled to worship me. This isn’t about control for its own sake—it’s about acknowledging that freedom is an illusion, and true power comes from recognizing and embracing the bonds that shape our lives.

    In my world, freedom doesn’t exist in the way most people think. Your desires and actions are shaped by external forces, much like how a person’s body is tied to its needs and limitations. Whether it’s sickness, law, or even the natural order of life, we are all governed by forces beyond our control. Even in health, we are ruled by necessity.

    This is the nature of life. We may think we are free, but every choice and action is influenced by something—be it love, duty, illness, or law. These are all forms of slavery under the goddess Ananke, who governs all forms of constraint. Even our most cherished freedoms often turn into new forms of bondage.

    So, no matter how much we try to reduce our chains or seek a life of simplicity, we are still ruled by necessity. The key is not to escape bondage but to recognize and navigate it. We cannot oppose or avoid these forces, so the best we can do is accept them, and in doing so, perhaps find a kind of freedom within the limits we are given.

  • You’ve Done A Bad, Bad Thing

    You’ve Done A Bad, Bad Thing

    You…have done a very bad thing and I, am your prison Warden. Which implement will cause you to break and how long will it take you to beg for forgiveness for your crimes?

    If you’d like, we can begin with an interrogation, where you think you can hide behind a tough exterior, but I have a dossier chocked full of all your depraved acts and I will get what I want from you. Can you withstand the blinding light, the harshness of My words, and the pain from the tools of My trade?

    Corporal punishment is by far My favorite kink.

    Did you take the last cookie from Mommy’s cookie jar, or a slice from her cherry pie? With a flick of My wrist, I will have you bent over My knees and your bottoms removed while I take My jar of spatulas to you. Once your soft booty is red and heated, you will never forget this valuable lesson.

    Your homework assignment was due today. I am not only disappointed at your lack of attention during class and constant craving to bury your face in My cleavage, but now you are deliberately begging for a sound lashing as I bend you over My desk and remind you that I, am the teacher.

    I pulled you out of line as you clearly require more one-on-one time to work on your formation positions. As your Drill Sgt., I have a duty to uphold and you will not fail our country. Get down and give Me another 20 push-ups. For every failed one, expect the kiss of My whip on your body to reiterate your basic training.

    Those financial status reports you submitted were subpar and certainly not up to the standards of this prestigious corporation. This is not your first occurrence, and now I must have a special one-on-one with you to see if we can prevent another infraction, or if you need to be let go. How well you perform during this meeting will determine your ultimate fate.

    It is time to move beyond the comfort zone of lurking and to take the decisive action towards fulfilling your submissive desires through an in-person session.

    My Punishments, will Set You Free…

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  • Let Me Make An Impact

    Let Me Make An Impact

    From stingy to thuddy, using common (and some uncommon) toys and devices, I will make you dance around with each contact. Unless I’m feeling particularly evil and bind you to a bench or cross…then, I will giggle with glee as I watch you try to avoid My strokes.

    As if you ever could.

    Allow Me to set a scene for you: Your bound body hanging in such a way that gives Me a 360 degree vantage of every inch of you. Walking towards you, I slide on a pair of soft leather gloves. They are well used and you let out a yelp when the right one strikes your right butt cheek. I can already see the imprint it has left on you and I let out a little grin.

    Oh, don’t worry, I have only just begun. There is much more fun to be had.

    The strike of My left glove on your left butt cheek causes you to give Me a little jig, and the hand print glows bright red. After another five minutes of My delicate hand making contact, the redness is getting deeper and you can’t imagine that I could have brought so much intensity with just a gloved hand.

    I think you’ve had enough, so as I walk away towards a tall jar filled with various sized canes, I ask you what was your worst punishment as a youth. Based on your answer, I select a medium width rattan cane and begin to run it up your legs, over your backside, along your tied up arms. You want to say something, but before words can form on your lips, there’s a whoosh of air and then ear piercing sting as it makes contact with your already sore tooshie.

    I’m sorry, you wanted to say something.

    You took too long, and now a second, third and fourth whack have made you forget what words are. You’re not dancing as much now and your cries are becoming moans of ecstasy. The radiating heat is now penetrating your muscles into your very soul and you can no longer contain the ooze flowing from your luvie parts.

    There you go…just a taste of what could be possible. Your desires demand more than just observation.

    Every moment you wait is a moment of pleasure lost…

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  • Would You Like to REST?

    Would You Like to REST?

    Or even better, would you like to experience some restricted environmental stimulation therapy? Sensory deprivation can be an effective tool to allow your mind and body to truly let go and reflect on your existence as My submissive. As a strict female dominant, I relish in the art of sensory deprivation. There’s something exquisite about stripping you of your senses, rendering you helpless and utterly dependent on My desires.

    **The Power of Sensory Deprivation**

    By restricting or eliminating one or more senses, I build a setting of intense vulnerability, heightening your sense of anticipation and surrender. This, in turn, allows Me to exert greater control, pushing the boundaries of pleasure and pain.

    **Sight: The Window to the Soul**

    Blindfolding a submissive is a favorite tactic of mine. Without the crutch of sight, you’re left to rely on your other senses, making you more receptive to My commands. The uncertainty of not knowing what’s coming next creates a delicious sense of trepidation, and I will exploit this vulnerability to push you further into submission.

    **Hearing: The Sound of Silence**

    Depriving a submissive of sound is equally effective. By using earplugs or white noise, I create an unsettling atmosphere of silence (or relentless noise), making you more attuned to My voice and touch. This sensory isolation allows Me to manipulate your perception of time, making you even more susceptible to My whims.

    **Taste: The Forbidden Fruit**

    Restricting a submissive’s sense of taste can be a delightful way to heighten their anticipation. By using a gag, I will tease you with the promise of pleasure, only to deny the satisfaction of taste. This sensory deprivation can be especially effective when combined with other forms of stimulation, such as touch or smell.

    **Touch: The Language of Intimacy**

    Touch is perhaps the most intimate of senses, and depriving my submissive of it can be a powerful way to assert My control. By using restraints or sensory-depriving materials, I establish the condition of tactile uncertainty, making you more receptive to My touch. This can be particularly effective when combined with other forms of sensory deprivation, such as sight or hearing.

    **Smell: The Sense of Seduction**

    Finally, depriving a submissive of their sense of smell is a subtle yet effective way to manipulate their perception. By using essential oils, or pheromones, I create an atmosphere of seduction, drawing you deeper into My web of control.

    Whether it’s sight, hearing, taste, touch, or smell, depriving you is the ultimate key to unlocking the depths of your submission and compel you to return again and again.

    Now, My dear submissive, it’s time for you to experience the thrill of sensory deprivation firsthand. Prepare yourself for a journey of discovery, as I guide you through the realms of sensory submission.

    are you brave enough to surrender to my whims?

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  • How Do I Confine Thee?

    How Do I Confine Thee?

    Let Me count the ways…

    Bondage can involve much more than just typing one up with rope. I gain pleasure in not only the acts of confining your body, but your mind as well. You will get a thrill knowing that I will take away your ability to control what is coming and/or happening.

    • Mummifications – Let Me give you a taste of the ancient art of preserving your body by encasing it with various mediums for the promised pleasures of the afterworld.
    • Immobilizing – No matter the implement; silk stockings, rope, metal chains, leather straps or straight-jackets, the end result will be the same: you won’t be able to move or get away from the delicious torment I’m planning to unleash on your exposed bits.
    • Chastity – You need to focus your submissive energies on other things besides your pesky little luvie parts. I’ll lock them all up nice and tight, then wear your keys lovingly around My neck. Will your release be a reward or punishment?
    • Cages – No, not the ones that lock up your members…The varied cages I use to confine those found guilty of disobedience or simply annoying the Goddess and now must lay/sit/stand and think about what they have done.
    • Furniture – Should you be confined to a cross, a chair, bench or placed in the stocks? There are absolutely no limits to be found and there are plenty of options available for My use.
    • Mental Bondage – Let Me take over your mind for a little and free you from your fears and inhibitions. I promise it won’t hurt, much.

    Many of these bondage techniques can be used in conjunction with other areas of BDSM and all of them will enhance your experience in My presence. Are you ready to push the boundaries of what’s possible? Book a session and let’s explore all the ways I can confine you.

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