🔞 My favorite toys are people, but they have lots of great add-ons:
The “Slut Machine,” the mechanized high-tech scenario where you get to experience the best toys our house has to offer all at once. I also call it “stuffed chicken in a battery cage.” First, you are completely immobilized and helplessly secured in the gynecological chair, and then, little by little, everything the armory has to offer is connected to and inside you: all the electric toys in the house and my private ones at once, milking machine, fucking machine, CBT devices, vacuum bell, nipple vacuum bell, juicer, dildos, vibrators, e-dildos, dilators, e-dilators, vibro-dilators, anal toys, anal spreaders, egg laying, masks, BC masks, gags, alchemical tinctures, etc. Everything is possible - nothing is mandatory. Only what was chosen in the preliminary discussion. But no matter what turns you on, there will be continuous fire on all erogenous zones until you go crazy. Primitive but effective. Optionally tightly wrapped in latex and deprived. On the gynecological chair, bed, couch, or in the inflatable latex sack. I also have two skilled hands with which I will work on you during this time. And when I take a break, I enjoy myself in the holes that lie so helplessly before me. You will lie in the machinery for hours until you yourself have become my favorite sex toy.
🪢 One rope, one victim, a hundred possibilities
I always carry my favorite tool in my purse. It's the Swiss Army knife of ProDoms—the ordinary 9m bondage rope. That may sound unspectacular at first, but underestimating me is the worst mistake you can make. I am highly gifted in spatial thinking and endlessly wicked. That makes me the most dangerous person with a rope in Berlin. For example, I can not only tie a harness, Humbler, collar, and dog leash to you so you can go for a walk naked in the woods. I can get really creative and tie everything in your intimate area in CBT, add a “little” weight on it, pull a loop through your butt cheeks to fix your hands behind your back and leave enough leash in front to show you off in the club looking as pathetically ridiculous as you do, lend you out and fix you between the urinals to be used as a toilet by everyone present. Or I can tie you to the bed in the classic way, sit on you, and devour you... Yes, with me and 9 meters of rope, every piece of furniture becomes your torture bench, every room becomes our playroom, and no moment with me is ever boring.
🧸 You are my toy
But all toys are just tools. Only you and I give them a higher meaning. Our play gives them soul. I don't hammer a nail into the wall because I like hammering nails, but because I want to hang something on it. And when I hang you up, beat you and nail you through the wall, I only do it to have fun with you and in you. With me, everything becomes a toy: wherever you are when you read this, take a look around: I can tie you to any piece of furniture you see and torture, stimulate, or humiliate you with any object you see. The playground is where we are, and toys are everything I use. Including you...
🦄 Mastress of Queerdom
I have long asked myself what kind of Dominus, Domina, or Dominum I am. The wisest answer was to accept that I don't fit into any category. I am neither stereotypically feminine nor masculine, nor strictly classical or modern. I am postgender Queerdom, standing far above gender issues and am the best and worst of everything. I wear 20cm high heels with a 20cm cock length, sneakers with a latex catsuit or makeup with combat boots. Only one thing always stays the same—you lick my hooves. And the soles, too, if you please. I don't really care whether you call me master or mistress. The main thing is that you kneel when my name crosses your lips. So that we can enjoy our lives as property and owners, users and used, alpha and beta.
🚀 Emotional journeys
I would describe myself more as a tour guide for emotional tourists. On a journey into the deepest abysses and highest ecstasy of the human soul. To the place where we find what we enjoy in the game: conflict, struggle, defeat, dominance, defenselessness, helplessness, external control, loss, abuse, torment, malice, coercion, pressure, terror, fear, torture, training, education, indoctrination, modification, possession, desecration, insultation, humiliation, degradation, dehumanization, obedience, submission, humility, worship, surrender, carefreeness, security, care, warmth, love... For nothing is as intimate as sharing and celebrating the most unholy moments of torment, pain, lust, shame, humility, and desecration together.
😈 Unique and inhuman
However, if you lack submissiveness or devotion, don't hold back and feel free to be a bitch. Not only do I look extremely adorable in PVC and leather, but I am also experienced enough in combat to knock anyone who refuses to obey me to the ground. Because I can be your loving mistress or your most painful executioner. Depending on what is appropriate. The love of a god feels just as warm as his wrath is to be feared. And I like both. The fear in your eyes or the pleasure in your grin. So it doesn't really matter what kind of Dominus, Domina, or Dominum I am, because to you I am only one thing: everything! Heaven and hell, unique and inhuman, lord and master, mistress and master, lady and Lucifer, lascivious and lethal, Lucien Lafayette.
⚜️ The experience of a lifetime
Among my special qualities, I would count my wide-ranging experience of lived BDSM culture, applied gender theory, and a life full of sex and fetish. And that I am now very satisfied and fulfilled in my sexuality and can embark on every journey with ease. But my sadistic streak runs like a thread through everything I do in bed or in the studio. I love being so close to you when I hurt you so much. Whether physically or emotionally or both. I want to feel your soul when I desecrate it.
❣️Always learning something new
Furthermore, I consider sensitive empathy and full commitment to be the cornerstones of good leadership. I detest assembly line work where you punch in and out. Every person is different, and I don't believe in universal solutions. Instead, I take great interest and personal pleasure in getting to know each person individually, offering them security so that they can trust me with their darkest secrets, allowing me to turn them into what they have always dreamed of and more than deserve. Power, mental strength, and dominance, just like devotion and care, are the right tools to enslave people to their happiness. Except for the laws of physics and the Federal Republic of Germany, nothing can stop me when it comes to turning wet dreams into cruel reality.
⛓️ “Bondage, Dominance, Discipline, Submission, Sadism & Masochism”
BDSM, four letters that conceal so much more than one might imagine when first entering this world. The official translation is: “Bondage, Dominance, Discipline, Submission, Sadism & Masochism.”
The true meaning encompasses everything that is most primal within us, which fortunately has no place in peaceful life, but which is worth experiencing: the adventure of experiencing the highest ecstasy in the most inhuman depths of the human psyche. A journey into situations from which we derive the most intimate pleasures.
🖤 The inhumanity of humans
BDSM is not a profession that can be learned. It all starts with that first wet dream in which you discover your inclination. Once you have the courage and curiosity to explore it, years of exciting discoveries and developments follow. The end result is the passion and science of one of the most powerful branches of our culture. It is much more than just sexual variety or the mere fetish of a few crazy people. It is nothing less than the teaching of the inhumanity of humans. Those who understand this find even more pleasure and libido in it. Because inhumanity can lead further than humans could ever follow. Those who finally lose enough to no longer be human receive what they could never experience as humans. Those who allow themselves to be forced and commanded can do what they would otherwise stand in the way of themselves. Those who are desired in a way they are not allowed to be anywhere else can be who they sometimes need to be. Those who give up self-determination, self-worth, responsibility, decision-making power, opinion, and even will, and allow the total power of another to take their place, find the simplest state of greatest relaxation.
💞 Intimate togetherness
Those who are so fixated on their owner that everything in life revolves around one absolute being feel a connection that can be compared to the love for a god. And no one is closer to their god than the one who licks their boots. So I, too, have never possessed anything more valuable than the life of another. And I have always possessed and used it with such fulfillment. Just to be even closer to him, to touch him even more deeply. To see what no one before me saw. The beauty of the facets of human beings that are so rare. In this way, one can lose, give away, and receive more in one of the most intimate togethernesses than is possible for humans today.
🔥 Intimacy
Clearly the intimate interpersonal level. The possibilities, ways, and tools with which one can live out feelings and desires that, fortunately, hardly exist in our peaceful everyday lives, but which can hold so much pleasure and fulfillment that they simply deserve a place to be lived out. I am proud to be able to offer such a safe place. The range and intensity of the feelings and instincts I am privileged to work with continue to fascinate me to this day.
🫂 Closeness
I also enjoy puzzles and riddles. And the human psyche is the most exciting puzzle I know. The more you solve it, the more boundless your freedom becomes. I simply enjoy meeting interesting minds and have never owned anything more valuable than a human being. Because as cruel as we are to each other, we are also good to each other. ...and yes, power is just awesome! I simply revel in being so inhuman to other people in our encounters. At the same time, I enjoy doing them so much good. You will always obey me, and I will always take care of you.
💣 The day I exploded
I have never been innocent. Even as a child, I began to explore my sexuality. Since those days, my sex life has been filled with a thirst for knowledge and a spirit of discovery. BDSM has always been omnipresent. Playing with power fascinated and excited me from the start, but at the same time it gave me the control to fully indulge my slightly above-average sex drive. But the more I developed, the greater the downsides became. I found it increasingly difficult to fit into my normal life and struggled with growing repression. But then came the day when I had to decide between what I should be and what I really was. The day I exploded. I quit my job and apartment, ended my relationship, sold my car and furniture, burned all my pinstripe suits, said goodbye to my well-fed life, and went to war.
🐦🔥 My Crusade
What then began is the story of Lucien Lafayette: a crusade for my identity and against narrow-minded bigotry. Ecstasy was my creed. Sodom and Gomorrah my homeland. Sex and fetishism were my life. I became a monster and grew into an icon, dominating everything that came before my boots 24/7, slaughtering my way through all of Europe's sex cultures and shutting up anyone who wanted to talk about it. I was determined to either find the world I belonged to or create it myself. So I longed for a life goal that I didn't really know exactly what it was, but when I got there, I cried with happiness. Because what I found there was more than I could ever have dreamed of. In gender play, I found male emancipation. In post-amory, I found love without boundaries. In the queer lifestyle, I found myself, and in BDSM, I found my culture.
🏩 My home
Then my explosion ended. I took a deep breath, enjoyed what I had gained, settled down, and asked myself what activity would now be suitable for me and meaningful for humanity. The answer was obvious: I would share the most beautiful thing I could give and become an escort. That's how I got to know Studio Lux. When I was asked here whether I should be listed as male or female on the version of this website at the time, I answered that I simply wanted to be listed as a human being. The lady of the house, Lady Velvet Steele, sat down at her laptop and developed a new category especially for me. At the time, we called it genderqueer. Today, we no longer have gender entries at all. But the fact that someone took the trouble to really change their system for me for the first time, and that I didn't have to change myself for the system, touched me deeply. No other studio management had ever done that before, and no other studio management has ever done it since. That's when I knew where I belonged. Here!
Honesty,
sincerity, and
reliability.
I'll take care of everything else.
Flexible schedule,
rarely spontaneous
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