Feb 052015
 

 

male slave kneelingSlavehood is a vocation, comparable and equal in every way to any religious calling. — J. Mikael Togneri

I really need a service oriented slave… or servant… to help me tend this Temple of Perversion.

Someone to:

* Let me practice on them and use them for kinky experiments.
* Someone willing to tend to my equipment with reverence.
* Someone to drive me around.
* Help me plot interesting kinky games to play… come up with ways of making them happen…
* Someone to be my personal assistant in all things BDSM as well as other erotic arts.
* Yes this includes loads of fun opportunities but also includes cleaning, grunt work and unpleasant tasks to make my life easier.   Sometimes it is boring.  Sometimes outright unpleasant.  Don’t make the mistake of thinking being in service to me and my work here at The deVinery is always easy.
* Someone reliable, punctual, polite, dedicated & with useful skills to offer.
*Someone who sees service as a lifestyle and important aspect of who they are, not just a fun game to try to get free sessions out of me.  

***Big bonus if they are good at admin and/or editing.***

Mistress Artemisia de vine sassyOf course, we need to enjoy each others company. There needs to be connection.  I am actually an introvert so if they drain me rather than feed my energy levels with their presence I am unlikely to continue the arrangement.  They need to understand and be passionate about the way I approach my BDSM, domestic discipline and erotic exploration as I have very particular visions and prefer someone who can play a support role to those visions.

What do you get out of it? Well to be swept into my mad world of course! It is awfully fun in here.  Read through the rest of my blog  and websites to get a feel for the erotic arts I have dedicated myself to and for my attitude towards those entrusted to my care.   My kink site and my sensual erotic arts site.

For a service oriented person service is its own reward.  If you are not fulfilled by service then this is not the right position for you.

For a slave or servant who proves themselves, there is an opportunity to go on quite a journey of self discovery.  I will place them under my protection and negotiate ways to support their journey into Dominance and submission as appropriate to our particular dynamic.  Training, nurture, punishment and opportunities to blossom are all possibilities.

No I won’t have sex with you.  Nor is this a romantic arrangement.

All genders welcome to apply.

maidIf you are such a creature, copy and paste the below questions into an email, fill in the answers and send it to artemisia@consciouskink.com.  Should you be successful in your application you will be interviewed.  Here you will have the opportunity to ask me all the questions you need to ensure I am worthy of your service, because it works both ways.

Those that make it to the next stage will be granted a trial period with training.  Mutual agreements that suit and benefit us both will form during this time.  The more honest, grounded and realistic you are in answering these questions the more likely I am to take notice.

Name:

Age:

Gender:

Profession:

Best contact:

Your location & how long it would take you to get to me here in Glebe, Sydney:

Attach a picture of yourself so I can get a feel for you.

butlerWhat does service mean to you?

What experience, if any, have you had being in service?

What was the most rewarding and motivating aspect of that service?
(If you have had no experience, what do you imagine that to be?)
What have you learned simply doesn’t work for you?  Deal breakers?
What can go wrong you would like to avoid?
What do you honestly need in order to dedicate yourself in service? Emotionally, physically, spiritually?

What do you need from me realistically?  Time, attention, emotional connection, respect, safety, appreciation, punishment, personal development, play time etc

Why are you interested in serving me and my temple of perversion, The deVinery, in particular? Why me?

What are you realistically offering in terms of:
* Time per week (Remember to realistically factor in your job, family etc)
* Skills (cooking, admin, kinky furniture making, sewing, massage, business skills, diplomacy etc)
* Acts of service (cleaning, driving me around, grocery shopping, massage, thoughful gifts, lifting, carrying, gardening etc)

The de Vinery temple to the erotic

From your perspective and in your own words, what is my work all about?

How are you the right person to play support role to that vision?

When and how did you first know you were service oriented?

Which of the following archetypes is closest to describing you? Number them with 1 being most like you and 9 being least like you:
* Slave, owned and collared
* Servant
* Maid
* Butler
* Personal Assistant
* Best friend and support actress to my leading actress role
* Knight
* Trainee wishing to learn my arts and willing to work for it
*Other, please specify

Attach any references from previous service or other well-known and respected members of the kink community.

 

 

 

Dec 162014
 

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Welcome to the Temple of Perversion!

Select worthy slaves and submissives are chosen to be trained to serve this voluptuous Goddess in intimate body worship… just how I like it… until I am thoroughly satisfied…

Artemisia de Vine femdom Sydney CK logoI can be sensual and intimate, slutty and degrading, or strict and cruel…

Queening… scented oil bathing ceremony… exquisite mindful touch… and training to truly enter into service body and mind…  To receive the touch I truly desire, I guide you into an aroused, meditative-like place of erotic flow and instruct you in how to pleasure Me.

Depending on my whim and your progress in training, this may include pussy, arse and breast worship.

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Artemisia de Vine

I allow the time to truly peel back the layers of your psyche so you enter into a space of service.  Entering The de Vinery is a timeless experience, a feast of the senses… desires of the flesh, and the secret spirit within… Here is the unfolding of the shadowy, hidden corners of your being…  Here you find freedom in the bliss of submission…

To worship the intimate crevices of the Goddess and drink of Her nectar is de Vine indeed!  To witness her in the throws of ecstasy… Sometimes, slaves are honored with female ejaculation…  Some slaves are honored with golden showers…

For those more advanced, tantric energy exchange techniques can be included in the worship ceremony.

If I am pleased, I may reward you… If not… you may be subjected to My punishments… or My perverse whims… some sessions are sensual and intimate… some are about teaching you your place… or using you for My entertainment…

Artemisia de Vine femdom Sydney logoWe will find where our erotic wiring naturally overlaps and play in those zones. Consent and flavor of session is negotiated in a thorough pre-play consultation.

Sessions vary greatly depending on person to person, mutual agreement, mood, and intention.  Can include: Queening, face sitting, female ejaculation, golden showers, smothering, sensual tantric worship, slave training, energy worship/cycling, role play, punishments, restraint, rewards, orgasm denial, orgasm control , ritual and much more…  See other  BDSM and Mistress sessions available here.

90mins $400

2hrs  $500

2.5hrs $600 *recommended

Apply by calling direct on 0420 415 658
Email: artemisia@consciouskink.com
Website: www.consciouskink.com

May 272014
 

HeelsAre you a submissive who is turned on by the idea of handing control of your erections and orgasms over to a powerful, seductive, dominant woman?   Does it arouse you to fantasise about having someone else torment you, force you to in a state of heightened arousal while denying release?  Edging you close again and again but never letting the wave break?  Torture you with erotic tasks to do during your day to remind you of your place…  Remind you who owns your cock…  Guiding you physically and psychologically deeper and deeper  into states of submission as you offer your sexual energy in sacrifice to your Goddess?

chastity 4Are you also interested in the erotic states of consciousness that are possible through the tantric practice of non ejaculatory arousal?  Then you may be interested in exploring this combination through an indepth, month long tantric chastity experience offered below.

This practice is not only a great turn on but is potentially a richly rewarding practice that can take you to ecstatic, erotic states of consciousness not reached in any other way.

chastity 5In tantra, taoist practices and other traditions that intentionally explore erotic states of consciousness, non ejaculatory sex is sometimes practiced, especially amongst those with male arousal systems.

At first this may seem like you are denying yourself the best part of sex.  However once you learn the practices, you discover that letting go of goal oriented (orgasm focused) sex and/or kink, you can enter into incredible levels of arousal and states of consciousness you never thought possible! Far from missing out on pleasure, you gain so much more. 

chastity 3It is the path less travelled because it takes delayed gratification and most people don’t have the self discipline to move from their habitual way of doing things.  

That is why it is very effective to hand over control of your orgasms to a Dominatrix trained in the tantric arts. Chastity and/or orgasm denial really appeals to those who are turned on by power exchange.  Add some tantric training to the mix and the whole thing is taken up several notches. 

Chastity and/or orgasm denial can end up being not only super hot submission, but also a path of self discovery and indeed even a spiritual practice.

BustierCHASTITY PACKAGE
I offer a Chastity Package that gives you the opportunity to fully submerge yourself in this experience for a month.  It is an opportunity to both play and learn skills.   It is a journey into the self through submission.

This package includes four x 2hr in-person sessions. Each session is approximately 1 week apart  and is a mixture of play and learning skills.  

keyholdingEach session includes:

  • Personalised consultation to tailor the journey to your unique experience and erotic wiring.
  • Play time being tormented by my wicked mind and considerable skill…  Personalised guidance into deeper submission.
  • Learning tantric skills to ride your chastity and deepen your devotion and the erotic states of consciousness possible.
  • Key holding if/when appropriate.
  • De-brief

etiquette Homework:

  • Keeping a journal of your experiences that must be emailed to me at set times.
  • Tasks to do during your week to keep you aroused and in a state of submission.
  • Daily tantric practices to develop skills you can use for the rest of your life.
  • Reading material to support your learning and deepen your experience.

Online versions of this are also possible by Skype if you are not local to Sydney, Australia.

Chastity Devices:
Should we agree to use a chastity device, you will need to provide your own.  Each body is unique so different devices will work better for different people.  Here is a handy article to help you decide which devise is best for you. Key holding (where you are locked in a chastity device and I hold the key) is part of this scenario for many submissives.

Fee: $2200

Extras available: Depending on what we agree to and how you are wired, cuckolding sessions may be arranged as part of this package.  An extra fee will be negotiated for this fantasy to become your reality.  

Other packages available include:

*Anal Training

*Sissy Slut Training

*Slave Training

*Tantric Impact Play Package

* More coming soon so join my mailing list to keep informed.

Nov 212013
 

Artemisia de Vine antique queen final kinklogoIt has been four years since I became a full-time sexuality professional… a whore.  Wow what an incredible journey it has been!  I have grown so much as a person and as a professional to become the Goddess of Conscious Kink and the Erotic Arts I am today.  I have worked under many names and in many different roles and learned a wide variety of erotic arts from feathers to whips…  following the erotic cookie crumbs on a journey of sweat, flesh, cum and self discovery.

This morning I let my mind drift back in time to a pivotal moment a couple of years before I decided to enter the adult industry.  I now see that it was my initiation into whoredom.  The memory touched me so much I wept.  I want to share it with you.  I want to honor the people who may not realise they played a part in making me who I am.

I’ve always been a sexually curious adventurer.  My friends would say, “Can’t you talk about anything else besides sex?”  I’d be quite baffled at that.  It was my passion and fascination.  It was my thing.  I’ve also always been drawn to look into the “whys” and “hows” of the human psyche.  It became a natural thing for me to want to explore sexuality with awareness.   However it has been a long journey and I started with practically no knowledge and a deep, destructive sense of shame due to my strict upbringing.

My adventures in self discovery led me to try all sorts of outrageous things… BDSM, swinging, group sex, ritual sex, exhibitionism and more.  You name it, I tried it.  I lost count of how many lovers of all genders I’d had well and truly before I turned professional.  Through it all I remained a spiritual being who aimed to have integrity.  Oh I made mistakes aplenty, but my intention was to remain in integrity for my own well-being and for that of my play partners.

One day I flicked through the Melbourne Kink Festival program and saw that there was going to be a women-only night at the local gay sauna and sex-on-site venue.  I’d been there before on mixed nights and it was a beautiful set up.  Gorgeous pool with Grecian pillars and palms… Large spa… Sauna… and a variety of booths upstairs for sexy play time.  There was the porn room… A few group sex rooms… private booths… sex swings… glory hole boxes (where I met a man who was to become my partner for two years when he did such a good job licking my clit… but that’s another story).

The thought of this place filled with naked women exploring together certainly appealed to me.  I have a wide variety of friends and connections to lots of different social scenes.  That day I decided to invite a whole bunch of friends who identified as pagans to some degree or another.  While I do not identify as  pagan as such, there is overlap in my way of thinking and theirs and I have a great love of wild, irreverent, loving, earth-based spirituality folk.  I wondered what would happen if we mixed nudity, the relaxation of skinny dipping and the freedom to be sexual with a bunch of folk who enjoy ritual, spirituality and erotic exploration.

The night started as expected.  A few drinks, relaxing and gossiping in the spa… letting water relax the muscles… feeling it froth and bubble in interesting places…  We swam and romped on big floaty toys in the pool, laughed and let our hair down.

In ones and twos a few folk wandered off to explore the hidden, dark crevices upstairs.  I wasn’t really in that head space yet so decided to check out the sauna.

As I entered it was suddenly very dark.  It took a moment for my eyes to adjust but even then all I could see was clouds of steam and hints of shadowy figures. I guess it was designed to make sex anonymous because I couldn’t see who else was in there.  I was aware of several other figures, the smell of wet cedar, eucalyptus and the distinct aroma of naked female bodies.

A little more easily discernible was a flat concrete slab in the centre of the room with four columns reaching to the ceiling, one on each corner.  To the eyes of pagans this looks very much like an alter.  Without hesitation I plonked myself down right in the centre of it and stretched my legs luxuriously apart, resting one foot on each pillar.

I hadn’t really thought it through.  I wasn’t really aiming for any sexual encounter to be honest.  I just saw the “alter” and that was my natural reaction to it.  I sank down, breathing in the steam and looking up at the tiny blue pin pricks of star-like lights in the ceiling above me.

There was suddenly bright light and a rush of cold air as someone else entered… then another… People were chatting in ways that seemed to me to be breaking the spell of the place.  Ordinary talk had no place here, I thought.  Here is a chance to let go of the normal way of thinking and sink into something else… Something primal and instinctual.

After a while the atmosphere seemed to win over and the chatter stopped.  I could hear breathing and was aware of my own steamy inhales and exhales.  My mind alternated between thinking in every day thoughts and drifting into the erotic dreamscape.

Then out of the silence it began.   A voice began quietly chanting the names of the Goddess as she appears in different cultures across time and space.

“Isis, Astarte, Diana… Hecate,Demeter, Kali, Innana…”  

This is the way of pagans.  A way to enter into that different head space and draw on the archetypal woman across history.

Another voice joined hers… Then another…  Soon I could hear women’s voices chanting from every corner of the room and I was in a sound bath in the center.  I felt goosebumps as their words washed through me.

Gently, a hand touched my ankle, giving me the chance to pull away if I wanted to but I invited it in.  Another hand gently stroked my arm… my forehead… My mind resisted letting go at first but I chose to stay with the experience and let it unfold.

More chanting and humming… more hands stroking my thighs and belly… So sensual and giving in their touch…  No thoughtless grabbing to take from my flesh… No this was an honoring… Their touch energised and aroused me.

The chanting began to naturally build in volume as the women let go of their inhibitions and just went with it.  Naked, free, letting their self expression pour out their throats and through their hands.  Someone began rubbing my feet and other hands massaged my breasts, tickling my nipples…  I felt arms slip around me, holding me so I could let go…  and the large, soft breasts of a woman  I recognised rested against the top of my head… As the others chanted, this remarkable woman, this self-identified red witch, began to whisper in my ear.   Her breath was warm against my lobes…

She played with words pictures and poetry to create impressions… snippets of things long ago… of myth… of legend… of temples to the Goddess where sacred prostitutes were once honored… of times when Goddesses were revered… she whispered of incense… flesh… spirit… of embodied, empowered women… menstrual blood… lovers entwined… erotic  pleasure… dance… the visceral and the ethereal…  Cunt… Whore… Slut… Spirit… Heart… as words of empowerment not degradation…

All the while the hands all around me, too many to count, stroked me all over… Yes they had reached my pussy now.   I was aroused but did not want to cum. It was not the kind of arousal one gets from sexual fantasy.  It was not even genital focused, although there were pleasurable sensations there don’t get me wrong!  This was more like an erotically fuelled, full body, heart and soul experience.  It was awakening all aspects of me with little erotic, electric impulses.  I felt like the bars of a radiator newly turned on, blossoming fiery red heat.

I have no idea how long I lay there and received this spontaneous blessing from my sisters.  It was both a lifetime and but a moment.  We all sensed something significant was happening but I didn’t bother my intellectual mind by trying to work it out.  I just let go… sunk down… opened up… became the moment…

I became aware my mind was thinking all sorts of strange things because it was overloaded… Where I was, wasn’t mind-territory and my mind couldn’t make sense of it.   It started bubbling up all sorts of silly things.  I giggled… then laughed… a great big release inside me… Stopped thinking and just experienced.

At some point the moment ended.  Without anyone leading, the hands began to slip away and the voices began to lower and eventually silence.  I lay there a little longer not knowing what to make of it.  I suddenly felt a little awkward to be honest and didn’t know what to do next.

I don’t remember how I left that situation.  I do remember wandering into a dark room upstairs not long afterwards and having a steamy encounter on a sex swing with a woman I didn’t know.   Off I went on my adventures of sexual self discovery again, this time with my body fully blessed, supported and honored…  Connected to sexual women since the beginning of time…  Connected to the dance of life everywhere.

Looking back now I see that as my initiation.  At least, one of my initiations into the work I currently offer the world.

Even though I rarely offer vaginal penetrative sex anymore in my professional services, I still love the word whore.  To me it draws on all the domintrices and professional kinksters of all stripes as well as  sex workers, erotic body workers, tantrikas, temple dancers, strippers, courtesans, street walkers, spankees, surrogates and all the other sexuality professionals through time.  These women, transfolks and men are my whore ancestors.  Like others call on their blood-line ancestors in times of celebration or hardship, I draw on my whore family.

The beautiful spontaneous moment that happened in the sauna has left its mark deep in my flesh… in my cells… in my atoms…  Although my current professional offerings centre mostly around BDSM, and other forms of kink play as well as conscious sexuality and erotic bodywork,  I have worked as a private escort, brothel worker and much more in the past.   I have experienced first hand what it is like to be reviled… cast out… called the scum of the earth, treated as though I am no longer human and even driven out of town because of my occupation. Mostly by people who are not clients but who are being self righteously whorephobic and consider me a threat just for existing.

Sex workers are my friends and number highly in the ranks of my chosen family.  We are a tight knit group because the every-day prejudice we endure forges battle bonds that run deep.

We give so much.  We are counsellors, pleasure bringers, sex educators, compassionate, affectionate company, slutty playmates that give permission to be fully sexual in a world where there is still shame around such things.

Like all professions, there are a wide variety of people in the adult industry, with a wide variety of mind sets and skill sets.  Some suited to the work and others not so much.  What we all have in common is prejudice and persecution world-wide.  Even where sex work is legal we can still be driven out of our homes, lose our kids, lose our day jobs, be socially ostracised, become unemployable…  Those in places where it is not legal suffer being forced underground where they are more vulnerable to violence and afraid to seek police help in case they are jailed themselves…. For, you know, performing mutually consensual acts with other adults…

I don’t need to go into it too much.  You know just how socially unacceptable it still is to be a sex worker.  Just take a moment to imagine telling your friends, family, current work place etc that you are a sex worker… Feel for a moment what that would be like…

To stand up and be who I am despite all that takes a lot.  To forge my own unique style of kink and sexuality services is a tricky job.  It’s also a deeply rewarding personal calling that has enriched me in more ways than I can count.

The world does not often honor people like me… but these women did.  They honored me deeply.   They may never know how important it is for people like me who follow their natural calling into whoredom to be so deeply honored.  I just want to thank them.  I still do not know exactly who they all were but I thank them from the bottom of my heart and from deep inside my cunt.

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Artemisia de Vine is currently writing a book about her adventures called “Lessons from a Whore” and another on “Conscious Kink“.   If you would like to keep track of her writing, join her mailing list or subscribe to her blog on her Conscious Kink website or her more sensual site for those interested in the Conscious Erotic Arts.   

All material in this blog is copyright. Picture is of Artemisia by Shane Light from Liquid Light Studios.  

Oct 172013
 

butler 2I am munching on marmalade on toast because that is the sort of breakfast a lady would have if she had a personal maid and a butler.  I’ve been watching Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries again, and while it is a really badly acted and scripted show, I am addicted to the idea of sashaying about in fabulous fashion, being outrageous and having a maid to run my errands while saying, “Yes Miss” an awful lot.

Yes I do know the difference between reality of service and fantasy but I’m feeling indulgent this morning and letting my girlish imagination out for a romp.

I am constantly approached by folk who want to be my personal slaves or subs but I always turn them away.  In the end, what they want is to take more than what they give.  They are unconscious of it.  They think that being in service to me means me staying in scene role 24/7 and that they get to live out all their dirty little fantasies non stop.  In short, it is really all about them.

Dot-miss-fishers-murder-mysteries-35201301-858-571I like the model of Miss Fisher’s personal staff much better.  Miss Fisher is clearly the head of the house yet does not need to be overtly dominant in every moment to remain so.  She can take lovers… She can be a full, playful, seductive, generous, adventurous, intelligent woman without the need to be strict, though she can be.  Her charm and natural confidence is enough to make her dominant.  She can confide in her staff and they are unequivocally on her side and loyal to her.   I resonate with this model of service a lot.

The maid plays the role of the personal assistant to a tee, helping Miss Fisher in domestic, professional and social arenas.  She plays companion and support to anything Miss Fisher takes a fancy to.   This is my idea of the perfect maid.  Easy to get along with and helpful yet clearly she is in the submissive role.  In return, Miss Fisher is generous and helps her maid develop.  The maid is looked after and cared for in her role as a valued member of the household.

coffeeteaservice1The butler is just so tuned in.  I like that he is in service and spends days noticing all the little things that make his Mistress’ day easier.   He stays out of the way, not needy, always there to meet her needs in an almost fatherly way, yet still subservient… No need to be a sniveling, groveling energy vampire.  He keeps his dignity and easy manner but is committed to service.   In return he is considered part of the family.

Now that is my type of personal service staff!

Don’t get me wrong, humiliation play scenes with the full sniveling, groveling slave persona can be a lot of fun in a scene.  I can get right into that sort of game.  However, it is not something I want to enact every moment of every day.

So take note anyone hoping to be in personal service to me.  To be a successful applicant you need to be someone I actually enjoy and benefit from when you are in my personal space.  You would need to study the art of being an exceptional maid or butler.  The gender of the person isn’t important, it’s the archetypal role that matters.  Of course there would be ongoing training and personal development in these roles.  The right person would also get to be used in my kinky experiments from time to time.

For those who cannot commit to service in an ongoing basis but would like the experience then I do offer service staff training sessions where you can be in service for the day.  This can include far more formal service training than the casual version mentioned above.   I am looking to hold high tea service parties in the future and those trained may be offered the opportunity to serve at those.  Contact me for details or subscribe to my newletter for updates.