FemDom 2.0
"Do you know the difference between
Retail Banking and Private Banking?"
This ought to be one of the top 10 least expected questions to be found on a Dominatrix website. And what on Earth does it have to do with FemDom at all, let alone FemDom 2.0??? But hear me out: if you don't know what I mean just yet, it will become clear in a minute.
Retail banks provide run-of-the-mill banking services to the general public. Anyone with an ID and an ability to sign their name can walk into a branch and open a bank account at a retail bank, for all their day-to-day needs: receive a salary, pay a utility bill, sign up to NetFlix or some other mass entertainment channel.
Private Banks, however, specialise in sophisticated banking and investment services designed exclusively for the affluent, HNWIs (High Net Worth Individuals). These services include managing their portfolios, protecting and growing their assets, future financial planning, tax planning and structuring; basically, they manage the entire financial situation of the individuals. One of the key benefits of private banks is the privacy and the anonymity offered, and their fully tailored financial solutions.
What I offer is the FemDom equivalent of Private Banking services. As a Thinking Man's Dominatrix, I see my role in BDSM pursuits of my clients not as a whip-wielding inanimate object inserter, kink Pez-Dispenser, provider of feet and the pretend-punisher of intentionally poor conduct -- but as that of Charon, the fearsome FerryWoman who guides the tormented and desperate souls across all five infernal rivers, deep into the Underworld, beyond reality and conscious mind. And for that, I do collect my coins. What type of coins, and how many of them, depends on the length of a journey, how much luggage is needed, and the particular Underworld destination.
I specialise in building very close personal relationships with my clients, to be able to know their current and anticipate their future needs even better than they themselves do -- my KYCs are both off the charts and off the books. It is a time and effort consuming undertaking, for both sides. And it is a very peculiar offer that will neither apply nor be extended to 99% of the men and women reading this page right now. But if you think you may be that 1% for whom this offer feels nothing short of Deliverance -- I would like to hear why.
And it is important to remember that I do NOT offer Retail FemDom. Need a pegging today at lunch for half an hour, without any booking protocol, and you don't mind being sandwiched between another pegging and a 20 min "foot worship session"? Look elsewhere. Stuck in a hotel room after your business meeting and think you can get my company to "discover local BDSM Scene"? Think again.
The money can be easily earned, but the time we spend is gone forever. And I am a value investor when it comes to both. I am VERY particular as to on what, and with whom, I spend my time and my money. When the whole Internet was boasting about dozens of Louboutin shoes, I was quietly buying $TSLA shares. When the FemDom world was pushing for as many bookings as possible, I was rejecting sessions to free up time for research. I was building a portfolio of investments and clients whose interests and values aligned with mine. It remains antifragile even in the Covid era.
I do not leverage my time to spend it with people I do not find interesting or inspiring, even if they can afford to approach me. I don't have to. If this view resonates with you -- great, we are on the same page! And if reading this makes you feel offended or defensive -- please don't be. For me it is simply a question of options, choices and standards. Yours may become just as high one day.
In any big city these days there are dozens, if not hundreds, of welcoming and skilled providers who will be happy to oblige and satisfy your urges on the basis of instant booking. I suggest you try your chances there.
Still think that you are special, that these rules do not apply to you, and that you deserve a random session with me? Great. Invent a time machine, go back ten years, look me up -- and maybe we can chat...
