FREEEEEDDDDOOOOOOOMMMM!!!

 

In April this year, I managed to fulfil a lifelong fantasy, I took a handsome man in a kilt from some stocks, after the crowd pelted him with food, hanged him by the neck with a 22mm noose which I fashioned myself, racked him thoroughly, stretching him taught and helpless, and whipped him before a jeering English audience at Celestial Studios. It was exhilarating, I had a custom soundtrack made for the performance, but for me, it was real. True is perception on occasion, and this was me bearing my soul, my deepest fantasy for my dear friends who attend our infamous underground kink parties, known for their debauchery, celebration of licentiousness and lascivious libertinism. It was too hardcore to film, as are most of our shows. We’ve done Game of Thrones feasts with bacchanalia, gangbangs, slave auctions, female head shaving humiliations, suspensions, fisting filth, all manner of extreme kinks, from Marie Antoinette guillotining of pegged and prostrated slaves to uniquely immersive offerings to various Gods, Odin, Mars, Poseidon. It’s been a ride, and if we will ever top it, I’m not sure, but I intend to try, hard, as always! Like my cocks, hard and hungry for holes! 

Again, I digress. I have had so many transformative, transcendent experiences at CS, bondage marathons, filmed scenes which shattered my world and that of my muse, subs, slaves and onlookers alike. I push boundaries, I test limits, I am an anarchist at heart, a trailblazer. Celestial is the absolute apex of the kink scene in the UK, I am told this by Mistress Sidonia, a regular attendee and performer, fellow advocate for limitless filth, real, old school, hardcore BDSM, and an inspiration for me. If you have been a member of The English Mansion website, you will understand what I mean when I say that she has inspired me to be me, shamelessly. If I want to do something, extreme, filthy, outrageous, I do it. She has tied me, pissed on me, hooked me up to fucking machines, fucked my ass, she has made many fantasies a reality for me, and she also shows me the way in terms of her singular irreverence regarding S&M. She is the real deal, she lives and breathes it, as I have done (for 15 years solid this year, where has the time gone?!).

I will write a book at some point, when I have time, but at the moment, I am having too much fun! I am back in a mental position where I am conquering, Scotland is my battleground, I am besieging it’s people with my uniquely sexual FemDom style, irreverent teasing, dominance with panache, grace and gaudiness, latex and rope, exploring new territory and reclaiming my favourite city on the planet, Edinburgh.

Scots are different, they are hardy, simple and brave. They have made my homecoming a triumph. I adore Celestial Studios, the East Midlands is where I grew up, where my family and lifelong friends are, but Scotland, that’s where my spirit has always tugged me back to, it’s where I soar.

 

I walk the streets, with and without my dogs, and am met with beauty everywhere. The people, so helpful, friendly, easy going, fun. The subs are so funny, up for the craic, hardcore and compliant. Malleable sluts mean that I become totally immersed again in who I really am.

For years, I had to be a creative director, manager, accountant, mentor, cleaning, decorator, party planner, model, film producer, story teller and pro Domme. Think of the admin, and stress!

Now, I have left Celestial in THE MOST CAPABLE hands of my amazing female team, and I am free to be… A Dominatrix, an out and out FemDom trailblazer.

I am very busy with sessions in Scotland, in Edinburgh, Lanarkshire & Glasgow. I am focussed on in person exchanges, as that is what fuels me, makes me feel comfortable, satiated and happy. I am most satisfied when I have meat, flesh and bone to taste, grab, electrify, touch, tie… that’s me.

Yes, I can do custom videos and phone calls, but it’s hard to find the time at present because I have a wealth of session requests which are simply too naughty and delectable to pass up on.

I am LOVING using other studios, I don’t worry about the running of the facility, I turn up, get into an outfit which makes me feel amazing, take a moment to get into my zone and remind myself that I am the mighty Vivienne l’Amour… and then I proceed to enthrall and tantalise my prey, it’s so addictive, the power exchange, the longing, the truth, the look in eyes as they realise that I actually am what they hoped I would be, and more. I have heard that several times in the past 7 days, and I don’t tire of it. Honestly, I needed to hear it, I needed to know that I was still wanted in Scotland, that my coming would enhance the lives of many kinky people, and thus, my own.

I live to serve, the BDSM session slaves are my muses, my rocket fuel, the energy exchange is just, indescribably beautiful, and I am here now, I am ready, I am laser focussed on having the best time with every person brave and kind enough to choose to spend their time and hard earned money on a professional domination session with me, to allow me the chance to earn the right to be their mistress, their guide, their confidante. It’s a privilege which I do not take lightly.

I am an old school motherfucker (I do fuck mothers, better than you, no doubt) and I love to make couples closer with my skills in foresight, soul searching and literally binding them together and introducing each of them to ways to pleasure the other, and themselves, it’s gorgeous.

I could talk for hours about the past week in Scotland, it’s been a whirlwind of experiences, which, yes, I planned and executed rather well, but none of it would be possible without my sluts, my wanton, hungry Scotsmen and women, craving me and urging me to do things that send chills down all of our spines. I know they want to be pushed, guided, bent and broken in… and my God, that is what I am on this earth to do, until I can’t physically manage it anymore, by which point, I hope to have a farm with many slaves working the land, mistresses and masters keeping them in check, and me, a voyeur in my own home, watching, reminiscing, encouraging and being revered. But that will be a few years in the making yet, I can’t sit still currently, the excitement of Scotland, a new experience, new submissives, new challenges, with a stunning backdrop, with wildling warriors from my fantasies, it’s just…

Well, honey, I’m home! I feel myself lifting up another few notches, working up the gears, and I feel my creative juices flowing in a manner which they haven’t for a few years.

I’m in full blown, full time, lifestyle 24/7 Domme mode, with myself, with my sluts, it’s just so natural now, because I don’t have distractions, I am tuned in to kink and myself, I am rediscovering old passions and finding new ones which are more subtle, refined, gentle, whilst still maintaining that delicious sadistic stream that so many love to see bubble under the surface.

The move has been a big one, and it was scary at times, but it’s so worth it. Book that holiday, arrange that session, go on that walk, yes, you SHOULD climb, swim, sail, dance, sing… do it now. You will be glad of it. You can jump on a plane so easily now, find out any amount of info on a place, an activity, a weird passion. Don’t delay. Get after it.

Because I’m coming, coming in hot, and I am needing meat, always, to inspect, to stretch wide, gape, nibble, contort… all of it.

And I will be filming too, don’t worry, you can tune in. 😈