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Good Riddance to 2022

 Last year I was not on top of much of anything. After experiencing an immense amount of loss and a change in my own personal relationship dynamic, I found myself with very little energy to hold space for myself, let alone my clients and submissives. Its a shame really. I feel like I started out the year with some solid momentum. I had a plan to start creating more content consistently, updating this blog, and staying on top of emails and social media. I was given an opportunity to work with a phenomenal mentor and had to step away from that as well as my online work. I needed to care for myself and focus primarily on that.  The thing I've come to learn most about my work this last year is that its hard work. Like really hard work. I never though sex work was easy, but also never really truly understood the amount of effort and self that goes into it when you solely rely on it for your income and work independently.  That said, This year is good! Or at least, I'm off to a...
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Yes, I am Back in The Dungeon

Someone reached out out to book an in person session with me here in Chicago, but was uncertain about whether or not I am in fact back in the dungeon. I am! I know, I need to build a website. It was a thing I meant to do this summer but life and chaos fell into my path and it just hasn't happened yet. Honestly, I have a handful of subs who serve me regularly that are just lovely. I haven't put a whole lot of emphasis on bringing in new clients but I probably should start moving towards that.  If you happen to be a submissive nerd and would like to serve me by assisting with website stuff, reach out ;) If you would like to move forward with booking a session, please e-mail me at demonicanyx@protonmail.com with a general idea of what sort of session you are interested in, when you would like to book, and for how long. Then I will have you a complete a more in depth interest form with information such as hard limits, medical history, past experience, etc. I will also ask you for y...

The Shift to Online

 As pandemic times go by, I find it more difficult to love what I do. Not because I don't love BDSM and the psychology behind paraphilias, but because I'm tired of forcing myself into roles that just don't jive with who I am and what I enjoy. I blame a lot of this on the switch to working online platforms like niteflirt. I joke around that its akin to the fast food version of what should be a 5 star steakhouse. I miss the dungeon. What I miss about being in the dungeon is having that connection. Knowing I had a chunk of that individual's time and undivded attention to explore who they were, what they needed from me, how I could best use them in a way that would make the time enjoyable for both of us. Real time sessions command more respect as well. A person online really has no obligation to be respectful towards you. Face to face interaction can be a solid deterrant for ill manners. It also allows you to work with your enviornment. You have your canvas primed and ready...

Shrinking Fetish

 I forget about my blog sometimes. Oops.  Its easy to get caught up with the busyness of life but I thinking writing a is a lovely way to reflect on my accomplishments and the things I am grateful for. I'm grateful that I am a professional who gets to hone my creativity and imagination every day. Even if its not something that turns me on, I find myself having fun. Today I had a Shrinking fetish session. I hadn't ever done one before but I love getting tossed into new scenarios and seeing where my mind will take me. Of course I know about it. I just never did it. I build my tiny boy a dungeon made of lego and played a fun game of Marco Polo that involved him running around on the floor while I stomped around trying to squish him. I even let him take ride in my cleavage until he slipped his way down into my bra and was being a naughty little nipple humper. Of course I had to punish him so I taped him down to my desk and water boarded him with my spit.  I trapped him in my ...

Post Breakup Loser Exposure

  I'd like to start with saying I am not at all tech savvy and I went ahead and copy/pasted this from my fet life. Needless to say, the background is all black and it looks like shit, but it is what it is. Maybe someday I'll figure out html, but for now I just need to make a mental note to NOT write my initial posts in fetlife ever again. Ew.  Now for the good stuff, there are two types of sissies in my opinion. 1.) There are the ones that dream about being exposed every waking moment and are ready to dive in head first standing atop a mountain screaming into the void that they absolutely Love daddy's Cock and will forever and always be a pathetic bimbo whore. 2.) Then there are my FAVORITE sissies. The not so sure ones who after a terrible and embarassing break up with their ex girlfriend, self medicate with 3/4 of a bottle of scotch to ease the emotional sting, then proceed to ruin their entire life on a whim. This is more organic, fun, and best of all TRAUMATIC as fuck. ...

How to do Sex Work From Home as a Single Parent in the Middle of a Pandemic.

Whoam I kidding? I have no gem of advice on how to do any of this. Being a dominatrix who is working from home while my 10 yr old is also at home in a zoom meeting talking to teachers and classmates is one of the quickest ways to stunt one's sexual creativity. I'm lucky enough to have a two floor Condo in the city and my office is tucked away in the basement. My son has a burner phone he can use to text me or call since he's not allowed downstairs at all while I'm working. But still I get random texts like: "Hey mom, its really important."  So, I pop upstairs.  "Hey do you know what a frill shark is?! Its crazy looking!! Look at this!"  I trying not to stifle his excitement about learning about frill sharks. I entertain him because really, I love having the opportunity to spend time with him. Then he needs a snack. Then he needs a snuggle. Then he wants to talk about throwing over the government and what a successful communist society might look like...