Her innate power, her self-possession, her self-assured embodiment of a commanding sexuality terrified as much as it intrigued. Her clarity of vision took my breath away: amid every cultural pressure for girls to be demure, self-effacing, pliant, virginal, endlessly giving while asking for nothing, the archetype of the dominatrix represented a woman who owned her sexuality and actively used its power to reshape her world, who belonged to herself above all, who knew exactly what she wanted and was unafraid to demand it. I could sense even in childhood, when I first encountered her unknowingly, that those around me feared her, couldn’t understand her; she lay outside the bounds of social acceptability, was dangerous and threatening, untameable, incorrigible. I knew then that I contained her seed, which has since grown into full bloom: a decadent sadistic femme Goddess fully aware of my gifts and how to use them.

I want to see you dissolve—into wild desire, into transcendent pain, into mesmerized pliability and submission, into a new and fantastical embodiment—and run my fingers through you, feeling your pulsing heat, your rhythm, the quiet stillness at your center. I am driven first and foremost by a hunger for deep, primal desire, a fire that burns so incandescently it consumes you, debases you, humbles you, reduces you to ash and then to fertile soil. Hedonistic yet self-possessed in nature, I’ll take my sweet time teasing out the thread holding you together until you unravel entirely, spooling at my feet, ready to take new shape at my will. My manner is elegant and warm, yet demanding; witty and playful, yet strict when the situation calls for it. Though I possess preternatural grace and composure, don’t be fooled: I can be a real bitch when the mood strikes.

I have cultivated my interests, desires, and knowledge of BDSM, sexuality, and the Goddess with keen intention: a lifestyle dominant for the past five years, I spent two years at one of New York City’s longest-running dungeons, have studied with some of today’s leading dominas, and am widely read on the arts of dominance, submission, ritual, and Goddess cultures. I am an avid learner, inquisitive and analytical, and I approach BDSM with that spirit. I love exploring the breadth and depth of human sexuality; I’m endlessly fascinated by people’s kinks and desires, how they are ignited and take shape, how they grow and transform and expand—or stay a constant anchor through life’s changes. How to play with them, find space and pleasure and power—and even freedom—in exploring them, pushing their outer limits.

BDSM, for me, is a gateway to an altered state of consciousness, a pathway to the hidden aspects of ourselves that we cannot touch in everyday life. It channels erotic energy beyond the bounds of normative sexuality to access states of mind, forms of embodiment, experiences of emotion and desire that we could not otherwise. It offers us the opportunity to revel in our perversions, in the filthy, the unseemly, the ravenous, the wild, the weak, to embrace these parts of us so that we can come back to ourselves integrated and whole. Whether it’s an hour-long corporal punishment session or a multi-day high-protocol bondage and service experience, I want your purest devotion and the full force of your eros, channeled and directed as I see fit. Our time together is a thoughtfully constructed container in which to explore our shadows, our fantasies, our selves and what we truly want in this world. To bring me the best of you and come undone for me. Your worldly problems and roles are superfluous here; all you have to be for me is open, generous, devoted, and honest.

Are you ready to kneel before your Goddess?

About Goddess Vesta

Curious about the origins of my unusual name? Here is a little background on my namesake, the Goddess Vesta, a little known yet powerful figure of the feminine divine with her origins in the pre-Hellenic Eastern Mediterranean. Known as Hestia to the ancient Greeks, and later as Vesta in ancient Rome (derived from the Sanskrit root vas, meaning “shining”), she is the Goddess of the hearth, the keeper of the sacred flame—symbolizing the life force, protection, divinity in the everyday. Ruling the hearth flame around which life revolves and flourishes, Vesta symbolizes protection, hospitality, sacred sexuality, maintaining reverence for the spiritual underpinnings of the universe in mundane life, and honoring tradition in the sense of ancient wisdom passed down through lineage.

Virginity constitutes an important part of her symbolism, yet not in the modern “purity culture” sense of the term; in pre-patriarchal Hellenistic culture, “virgin” did not connote a woman who had never had sex, but to the state of belonging to oneself and to Goddess above all, of utter self-sovereignty, not being bound to another in marriage. She represents, therefore, an unusual and little-understood aspect of divine feminine sexuality: that which we possess unto ourselves, an internal circuit of sexual-spiritual energy that animates and empowers us alone, connects us to Spirit. Her priestesses on Earth were called the Vestal virgins, entrusted with keeping her symbolic altar flame alight; in assuming their role, they took a vow of chastity for their 30-year term, and possessed extraordinary powers for women in ancient Roman society, including the right to own property and pardon those accused of crimes.

I see my work as embodying her principles of self-possession, devotion to a higher power, and unorthodox sacred sexuality. I see creating dedicated space to experience esoteric sexuality (whether that be sadomasochism, D/s, fetishism, or any combination thereof) as an expression of Vesta’s significations of sexual ritual focused on self-mastery and maintaining a hospitable, welcoming hearth for those who seek her wisdom.

For further reading, see:

-Asteroid Goddesses: The Mythology, Psychology, and Astrology of the Re-Emerging Feminine, by Demetra George

-The White Goddess, by Robert Graves

-Hestia/Vestia, by Barbara Koltuv

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