Evolution

Over the years that I have been a Domme online, I have learned many things. I have changed. Through all the vast interactions and relationships with slaves, I have found what I enjoy and what I don’t. I’ve formed limits I never thought I’d ever need to consider. There have been slaves whom I’ve clicked with and share real chemistry, those who come and go at random, and those who pester and annoy Me. 

Since I have found more of a clear vision as far as what I desire and want out of being a Domme, I’ve made a few decisions and evaluations as to what I want. 

I wrote an article in the past, Beyond Titles. In the piece I wrote about My feelings on titles such as Mistress, Princess, Goddess, etc... and how I identify with them all and don’t have a particular favorite. There are still aspects of each that I identify and relate with. However, I have come to identify with one more than all the rest. It is the one that I feel truly embodies not only how I see Myself, but how I wish to be seen and thought of by others. That title is Goddess. 

noun 
1. 
a female god or deity. 
2. 
a woman of extraordinary beauty and charm. 
3. 
a greatly admired or adored woman. 


I do not enjoy putting on acts. I have also found that My ideal slave is one who truly worships Me inside and out for the truly superior and amazing Woman that I am. This slave not only longs to please Me and devote themselves to Me - they are also drawn in by My magnetic personality, interests, thoughts (be them related to D/s or otherwise) and all those other aspects that make Me truly amazing, unique, superior and divine. 

For a while I began to become slightly bored and borderline annoyed with domination online. I didn’t feel fulfilled and I even felt overwhelmed. For a long while I simply put Myself out there and figured I’d amass a huge amount of slaves. Well, I kind of did that. I had a very large amount of “submissives” who all wanted something from Me. Cam time, chat time, more videos, more pictures, more blog updates/columns, and more of whatever in relation to their fetishes. 

I love money. I love financial domination. I love how My bank account grows on a daily basis due to My cunning and manipulative ways of exploiting weaknesses in already weak so-called “men.” I found that nearly all (there are always exceptions) became needier and greedier by the day. Ahem - just so you know: I make the demands and write the rules. Being allowed the honor of having any interaction with Me or being allowed to serve Me is in no way something that is owed to you. In fact, I do not owe anyone anything. Period. I believe the opposite is true as well. I don’t think anyone owes Me anything. I’m not under some smug misconception that all slaves owe Me money, presents, servitude, devotion or anything else. No - but I do love and desire those things to be the desires that are wanted to be freely given, pledged and begged for. 

I want slaves who are grateful for every moment that I spend with them. Those who truly desire to become selfless and devote themselves to a superior Goddess. Those who seek and desire something that isn’t shallow, artificial or meaningless. Those who do not see “serving” Me as simply a means to an end or a tool to fulfill their cravings. 

Despite the fact that nearly all submissives say (and many want) the opposite to be true, I’m sure many will find that they have been guilty of this. It’s not always a bad thing, as long as no lies are told and no false promises are made (and with the right domme). However, I find this sort of behavior/intention not only to be annoying, but unfulfilling to My fulfillment as a Domme. I am not a purely financial Domme. I’d hope anyone who has read this far would have gathered at least that much. A submissive loves to serve. I love to be obeyed, worshipped, admired and to have submissives completely devote themselves to Me. I love knowing how My influence, power, beauty and presence can completely change the way a submissive lives. How they look at the world, their day to day life, long term routines and goals. The way they find reminders of Me in the seemingly mundane. The excitement they feel when they have something really good to tell Me. How they always think of how their decisions will affect their ability to please Me. How ecstatic and truly special it is when they are able to do something that will make Me smile. How grateful they are for My existence. How lucky they feel to have found Me and how eager they are to follow through with any command I give. How utterly grateful they are that I took the time and thought to give them a command or order. How seeing My image brings comfort, joy, fear and even love. 

This is all barely scratching the surface. In essence, I’ve discovered that the fulfillment and happiness I get from this sort of relationship and servitude is what makes Me the happiest. It brings Me a feeling of such power and pleasure that in the past I did not realize could be attained from a D/s relationship. I’d experienced milder forms of these feelings through domination. It wasn’t until I allowed Myself to be open to such control, trust and openness that I found My true desires as a Domme. 

I say openness because this was one of the major milestones in My time thus far as a Domme. Once I began to allow (a very select few) to get to know Me not just as a Domme, but who I am in many other aspects, that I began to fully realize that it was a missing link in My approach to D/s relationships. 

I am not, however, an open book to anyone who contacts Me. I also don’t want to answer all questions. Instead, I enjoy choosing things to share. I allow select slaves the utmost honor of learning about My passions, the many things I love to fill My days with. Immersing them in various art, music, movies and books that I love and draw upon for meaning, inspiration, and pleasure (and the occasional something that is just god awful). Allowing the doorway to connecting with Me on levels you never knew were even a possibility. 

Yet as I said earlier, I do not owe anything to anyone. Having the privilege of being My slave and building a D/s relationship with Me is an honor I do not give out freely, carelessly, or without much thought. Instead, for consideration you must prove to Me that you are serious, obedient, patient, and if not already - willing and fully wanting to be as fully selfless as possible and with no expectations of what you will receive in return, and to surrender yourself over to My control. Yes, how I love control. Even making the slightest decisions. Training you to be thankful to Me when I allow you to walk instead of crawl, stand instead of kneel, and so much more. Training you to associate all pleasure with with your devotion and servitude to Me. 

Thus far, I have described a very specific type of D/s relationship. It is My ideal, but not the only kind I enjoy. I also enjoy D/s relationships like the one above that has a central focus on incorporating a single or set of fetish(es). For instance, I love having slaves who worship My feet, serve as a cuckold, are controlled under teamviewer, sissy slaves, etc.. These to Me are no more or less fulfilling, but all have the potential for either depending upon chemistry. 

And of course, there is nothing like the exhilaration and rush of having a slave with a purely financial fetish. 

So.. What does all of this mean? 

I no longer wish to make small talk with slaves who aren’t paying (not that I’ll put up with you if you pay and annoy the hell out of Me) or paying consistently/on a schedule and/or working hard (in a way that pleases Me) to prove that they are serious in their desire to worship, obey and strive to bring Me as much happiness as possible. I’m not interested in convincing slaves they need to serve Me. I don’t need your money, and if I feel like you are annoying and I won’t enjoy the time I spend on a session with you then I’d rather pass. 

Most of My time will be spent on those I own fully and those I see have potential. Otherwise, I’d rather not waste My time. Building a D/s relationship takes effort for it to be truly fulfilling. I’d rather have quality over quantity. Fifty lipsticks from the dollar store will never amount to the $50 Dior Lip Addict Extreme (one of My favorites). Those fifty aren’t quality, aren’t enjoyable to use and aren’t worth keeping and taking up space. 

- Goddess Chloe