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When my good friend Karley Sciortino, a.k.a. Slutever, asked me to weigh in on golden showers (what are they? who likes them? why?) for Vogue Magazine after the #GoldenShowers scandal with the president elect, I of course said yes. I was delighted to have such an esteemed publication ask for my thoughts, and immediately took the opportunity to demystify kink and offer a pro-golden shower stance.

As I said in the article, this is the first redeeming thing I’ve heard about @realDonaldTrump, and I refuse to kink-shame over something like this. What I did think was strange, however, was that so far in the memos, the alleged incident involved him watching several prostitutes urinate on a bed–not urinate on him. First of all, what a waste of a scene! Second of all, this is not a submissive act: watching women urinate themselves is far more dominant. I’m left wondering, as usual, just what was his agenda? Was he attempting to be submissive to the women in that Moscow hotel room, or was he hoping they would debase themselves with their “performance”? Either way, I’m intrigued.

(Now if only Mike Pence would follow suit! #DoubleEnder)

Full article at Vogue.com.

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Darcy told me that, generally speaking, people who enjoy golden showers can be broken down into three main categories:

1) People who have an association with urine either from an early sexual memory, or from an early love bonding memory—for instance, during potty training—that later became sexualized.

2) People who have created a bond with their partner through urination play. Darcy told me, “Doing this for the first time with someone who you’re dating is very intense—it’s a bonding experience, and creates intimacy. It’s a way to have an exciting or maybe scary experience with someone, and come out the other side closer than you were before.”

3) People who are drawn to the “filth” aspect of golden showers. These are usually submissives who already have an interest in sexual humiliation and degradation, and being pissed on becomes an extension of that. This category also includes “human toilets”—so people whose fantasy is specifically to be a toilet for a dominant.

According to Darcy, “Golden showers are an aquired taste. It’s kind of like calamari: You might think it’s disgusting, but have you ever tried it? Golden showers are basically the calamari of the kink community.” For a lot of people, golden showers are just an alternative way of being intimate with someone. Darcy told me, “I’m a dominant, which means I’m usually the one doing the peeing, but if Channing Tatum wanted to pee on me, I’d be like, Yeah, go.”

Darcy also noted that it’s rare to meet someone who has a kink only for golden showers, meaning that someone who is into piss play will likely have other kinks as well. “You can sexualize anything,” she said. “It’s just about building a bridge in the brain that wraps a certain activity or object in a cloak of eroticism.” The more you know.

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Thanks Nicholas. I don’t disagree. (Originally posted on Fetlife).

I have know Mistress Darcy for over six years. Having met many women both professionally and personally in this community, I feel compelled to acknowledge my incredible admiration for Mistress Darcy and what she has been able to accomplish since our first meeting.

To be sure, she is a beautiful woman, and she has continued to maintain her fit and youthful appearance. A dominant woman’s ability to capture and control the spirit of a man is in large part a function of her physical presence, and here she excels. Mistress Darcy, however, is so much more than this. Her physical beauty channels a powerful mind, and this is her greatest appeal.

She is a genuine lifestyle dominant. This is real for her, and sincerity is enormously important. Her grace and poise have formed over a lifetime and in the company of educated, thoughtful people. I do not know her background, but grace, elegance and (at least) emotional intelligence are never accidents and seldom learned late in life. She is an alpha in every respect, and this too matters.

I make this next observation with great respect, intense humility, and a certainty that I am less then her. That said, being older than her, and I believe more experienced at the time that we first me, I can say that she has grown immensely as a dominant woman. This was not a chance development or merely a function of her time in the community, this was the result of a conscious and successful effort to perfect herself. She has done this not only by spending time with great dominant women in the States, but also in London. For anyone who has spent time in the London femdom scene, the non-pro community in particular is very different than what we have in the States, and her time spent in the UK has contributed to shaping her.

She has received many accolades including honorariums at Domcons. Her visual aesthetic is seldom-matched, and as a result her website is one of the best in the industry. I am excited about her new release of femdom fiction on Amazon. It should prove to be a peak into her mind from which any submissive could benefit.

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HONEYMOON

SCENE 1: THE ROAD

 

He laughed into the wind, sucking in mouthful after mouthful of joyous, salty air as the rocky cliff flanking the road suddenly parted and dropped, revealing an astonishing expanse of blue that stretched away from the cliff sides and into oblivion. Allen blinked through wind-tears, wiping at his blue-gray eyes—Thames gray, to be exact: the gray of fog and smog, of all those soggy English women he had dated over the years, and of the dreary vacations he’d taken with them to the sad crags of the English shores, which now, in comparison, seemed like ghost-cliffs and shadow-waters. This was real ocean, ocean as it was intended: a sparkling sapphire carpet that caught the light of the afternoon with a thousand tiny, dancing facets and made you think, just for a moment, that maybe you could fly.

Was this his life? The beauty of the Baja Sebastien Vizcainzo Bay was only the latest in a string of perfections that filled his heart with a fireworks display of satisfaction. He had just sold his second screenplay in Hollywood and was, according to his agent, “hot” right now. Very hot. With that paycheck he had promptly bought a black convertible Mercedes, in which he now sat proudly. Next to him was the gorgeous, brilliant, essentially perfect woman he married a mere 18 hours ago. The wedding had been a Herculean task to organize but was an enormous success. The ceremony in England to please his parents, the reception in LA to please hers, and three dozen of their closest friends who had used the word “perfect” themselves more times than Allen could count. She—his wife—had looked better in her dress than he had ever imagined, gliding over to him at the ceremony with a power and grace that prompted him, unexpectedly, to drop to his knees when he gave his vows. She was nestled behind the wheel of his convertible now, the wind tossing her long, dark hair around her shoulders and neck, occasionally nipping at her cleavage, which  was shamelessly on display in a tight white tank top…no bra. He smiled to himself, knowing that those breasts would soon be in his mouth. His wife’s breasts, and his wife’s thighs, gently spreading for him as he laid her back gently onto the hotel bed for the first time as his own, his woman, his fingers drifting up to the warm crease between her—

“Allen—look!” She pointed at the sky in front of them. An eagle was hovering in the air about 200 feet above the cliffs, perfectly still as it balanced on the gentle Gulf breeze.

“Ah, he’s just showing off for you,” Allen yelled above the wind, shifting against the swelling in his crotch.

Why had he waited so long to come to this glorious land? Darcy, his beloved wife, had been telling him for years that he needed to see Mexico, that no country was so relaxed and pleasant and sensual all at the same time. She had summered here as a child and knew the Southern tip of Baja intimately, and so when it came time to plan their honeymoon, she naturally insisted on making arrangements on her favorite strip of Mexican coastline. Allen hadn’t lifted a finger to plan any of it, except to lift his credit card from his wallet from time to time. He liked it that way: it was sexy and easy and all of their holidays together seemed to fall into the same natural rhythm: Darcy would give him a choice of three destinations, usually in three different countries, and he would select his favorite. Then she would set about masterminding the ideal itinerary, carefully plotting every detail, every meal and every outfit, barking threats down the phone to the travel agents and concierges when things didn’t go her way. Allen was usually seated at his desk, typing away while she worked the phones, his credit card primed nearby, ready for the moment she needed it. Some part of him did like that feeling, the idea that he was being used for his money to satisfy her decadence. The phrase “wallet rape” always popped into his head whenever Darcy called out to him in that gentle, cooing tone she used when she wanted something expensive. Still, a good rape is a good rape, and even wallet rape was sexy when it was Darcy.

His other unofficial holiday job that they had never officially discussed was a bit less glamorous, though he bore it well. Darcy refused to carry her own luggage, instead forcing “bag boy” to “take care of it.” She always said the words so sweetly and with such a genuine smile that Allen actually didn’t mind the task—although to be clear, Darcy did not pack light… ever. She had been known to bring as many as three suitcases with her for a simple weekend away, and for their honeymoon she had splurged on a new Vuitton luggage set in order to accommodate her 16 dresses and 3 bathing suits specially selected for the Mexican seaside. The suitcases were now snug in the back seat of the convertible where Allen had left them, seemingly enjoying the sunshine as the car sped past cliff after cliff after cliff.

To be continued…

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After years of hearing from fans and clients that I needed to put some of my wicked female domination fantasies down on paper, I’ve finally acquiesced and put them altogether under one cover. You may now purchase my very eBook of erotic femdom fiction on Amazon! This is the US link: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01MYRNELL 

The book will be in presales until Valentine’s Day, at which point if I have sold enough copies I get a gold star! If not a gold star, then monetary compensation and top-listing by Amazon. Either way, please do purchase your copy sooner than later. And as always, word of mouth/text/email amongst friends is the best way to spread the word. I guarantee it’s some of the best femdom fiction any of you have ever read.

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I have an opening for a new domestic slave in New York City, all genders welcome. Titles I will consider:

  • Maid
  • Secretary
  • Errand Boy
  • Girl/Boy Friday
  • Lackey

This particular position will involve working closely with me in both my home and my studio, as well as a certain requisite amount of public interaction (going to the store, coming with me on errands, running errands yourself, etc). You will need to budget approximately 8-10 hours per week for the duration of your service. Please apply here and a member of the team will get back to you as soon as possible. If it is not incredibly clear already: this is not a paid position. Nor are you asked to pay. This is personal slavery: a way to better my life in very specific and tangible ways.

I am always seeking out new team members for the stable of slaves that collectively make up Team Darcy. I require New York City slaves for numerous tasks on a daily basis and an assortment of remote/long distance slaves to handle my administrative work. I could not do what I do without my team. Regardless of your location or position, in order to apply you must be a dedicated, service-oriented submissive focused on making my life easier in any way that you can.

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I’ll be back in Philadelphia just in time for the holidays. If you’re burnt out on being generous this year already, why not spoil yourself for a change? Get down on your knees and give thanks for the best Christmas gift of all: my power. And if you’re lucky, maybe I’ll introduce you to one of my studs as well.

I’ll be sessioning out of City Center in a hotel. I’ll have enough gear for sissification, forced feminization, humiliation and hardcore degradation, bondage, CBT, NT, corporal punishment (including whipping, caning, flogging, etc) and plenty of other kinds of sadistic torture.

Things that don’t need any equipment at all: advanced roleplay, mind fucking, cuckolding, toilet training, forced bi, and spanking the shit out of you.

Fill out my online booking form now to get on my calendar. I’m already taking bookings.

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Attention cuckolds: meet your alpha male. For the next month I’ll be testing out a new Bull who I happened to meet recently. Although he’s a vanilla, he’s supremely interested in the scene, and wants to exploring the role of a Bull with some of my slaves.

This giant of a man will be joining me in session at my studio in New York City, or at your hotel room if you book a nice enough place. Be brave. We are a genuinely superior alpha couple, and I have had several slaves tell me in recent years that they have never experienced true cuckolding until them came to see me. Many women offer it, but few really understand it.

Please note he will be visiting LA with me from December 3-6.

Heigh: 6’4″

Ethnicity: Caucasian

Build: Muscular

Age: 27

Measurements: 7.75″ x 5″

Orientation: Straight

Construct: Kink-curious alpha male
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You may visit mistressdarcy.com/booking to inquire about a session. Fill out the online booking form in its entirety. Give me at least two days notice as this Bull has a very busy work schedule.

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Hey bitches, I’m back in LA Dec 3-6! I love California so much, I just can’t stand to stay away. I’ll be renting a darling little apartment in the Hollywood Hills and conducting the majority of my sessions there. I’ll also be able to travel to any of the main dungeons in LA if you want to experience that setting, but I’ll need advanced notice.

My specialties on this trip will be cuckolding, lingerie, leather worship, chastity, toilet training, humiliation, hardcore D/s and mind control, forced fem, beatings, and foot worship.

Fill out my online booking form to get on my calendar. I’m already taking requests!

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I’m a CEO. I have a Chief Strategist. His name is Tom. Donald Trump will have a Strategist as well. His name is Steve Bannon. If you don’t understand the importance of a Strategist, let me explain.

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A CEO is nothing without his or her team, and the best CEO’s have a Strategist who is as capable and efficient as they are, if not more so. The CEO is often the face of things, and while a CEO is busy making decisions on agenda and stance, wheeling and dealing with top-level colleagues and competitors, making public appearances and statements, and overseeing the executive staffing of a company, the Strategist is working behind the scenes to steer the entire operation towards the CEO’s goals and ensuring that the tactical branch of decision-making remains aligned with the organization’s mission. Most of the day-to-day decisions and mid-level staffing are happening below the CEO, and in many cases the second in command who oversees all of this is the Chief Strategist. If the CEO is the head of an organization, the Chief Strategist is the hands and arms.

Steve Bannon has seen a lot of action this year. He is the Executive Chairman of Breitbart News, which is America’s biggest media outlet for the extreme right. He was also the CEO of Donald Trump’s presidential campaign. He has just now been named Trump’s Chief Strategist for the White House, which has sent America’s mainstream media and left wing into utter outrage and panic. They should have come to me instead. My staff is far better equipped to run our country, and I think Tom would have made a great White House Strategist.

Here is a brief comparison of Tom and Bannon.

Domestic Violence

Bannon was charged by the Santa Monica District Attorney for domestic violence. Tom, however, welcomes domestic violence from me, against him. In fact, the more I beat him, the happier he is. Tom recently tweeted that a man guilty of domestic abuse “deserves to have someone kick crap out of him, there is never any reason for a man to raise his fists to a woman.”

Racism

Under Bannon, Breitbart has become the voice for white nationalism, aka white supremacy. David Duke, the head of the KKK, thinks Bannon will uphold all the ideologies of the KKK when he takes office, and Breitbart has allowed some pretty shocking anti-semitic statements in the past. Tom, on the other hand, is a Darcy supremacist. The only person he thinks is better than anyone else is me. He is in no way racist, and he does not tolerate racism on Team Darcy.

Misogyny

Bannon has made a string of misogynistic comments and been brought into court several times for sexual discrimination. Breitbart is also notoriously anti-feminist. Tom, on the other hand, loves women and everything they have to offer. He does not feel women are lesser than men, stupider than men, or that women should be kept from the workforce and relegated to their households. In fact, Tom thinks more women should be Executives, and that most companies would benefit from female leadership.

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In conclusion, Tom should be allowed to work as Chief Strategist in the White House (while wearing handcuffs), and Bannon should be handcuffed for real and banned from entering the White House now and for all time.

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Slaves, this is my LAST trip to Boston before the end of the year. Make sure you get on my calendar now, before the madness of the holiday season sets in and you can’t see me until spring!

I’ll be doing double sessions with two of my favorite Superiors: Goddess Aviva and Vivian Darkbloom. There are a few forced bi scenes in the works as well, for any submissive male brave enough to face down an army of dicks for me!

In my suitcases: leather bondage, hoods, electro-torture, clamps, gags, panties and petticoats, canes, floggers, bullwhips, plus my own collection of latex dresses, leather pants, silk stockings, boots and high heels.

Visit my booking page now to get a place on my calendar. I’m sure I will be fully booked by the time I arrive, and merely taking standby.