Being a dominatrix has never been about being evil or harsh. Brutal or scary. Although I’ve been described by those many times. If I have been those things, it was by invitation. Energy transference is a real thing. Whatever darkness I gave, it has always been followed by light. Harshness is always followed by softness. Contrary to an early popular belief, to be a dominatrix translated to hating men. Or viewing submissive minded people as lessor than I. Both of those things are furthest from my truth. It is very possible to hurt someone and have love for them at the same time. Not a usual kind of love. But a different love. A love that is hard to describe which is why it’s so misunderstood. But if you’ve felt it you know what I’m talking about. I can be very cruel. But I am never unkind.