Feline Tendencies

As I prepare for a session on this rainy Boston day, it strikes me how often my interactions with subs resemble cat and mouse games.
The female and feline natures seem to share many similarities - a sense of mystery, a will of one's own, the tendency to shun tiresome mortals. The mice are apparently inferior beings, yet they fascinate and amuse their predators who prefer to toy with, stalk and coax them into a false sense of security before the inevitable coup de grace.
Meow....

My New Home on the Web

My new site just went live. It's simple, but it's a start.

If there are any incredibly talented web designers out there, I'd love to hear from you.

I'd love to incorporate a bit of a Hans Bellmer/Bruno Schulz aesthetic.

Bound for Beantown Once Again - Available July 27th

A few Boston subs have been clamoring, whimpering and whining for me to return to that other city by the Bay. So, I'll happily indulge you all with another visit beginning July 27th and lasting about a week or so. I'll host in my centrally located luxury hotel.

Inquire via email: mistressfelina@gmail.com
Generosity, true submission, and deliciously wicked intellect are qualities I cherish most.

Another Review!

I was very pleased with a sub of mine for his diligence in writing my second review!
It's always lovely to learn that my efforts are not unappreciated.

On another note, I am working on a proper website. At present, I'm looking into a few free domme sites, but would love input from those of you who have web-design expertise. Your creativity will not go unrewarded...Carole Barrow

Night of the Iguana

I had a terrible case of insomnia one recent night, and was writhing in frustration and self-pity when I turned on the telly and was rewarded with an unusual cinematic gem. Why are all the good flicks on at 4am anyway?

It must have been my third time watching The Night of the Iguana
starring the inimitable Ava Gardner and Richard Burton.

One of the most salient scenes features Deborah Kerr trying to soothe a hysterical Richard Burton as he struggles to release himself from the hammock which has become his prison. The women had tied him up, head to foot and suspended him there.

After pleading and grappling with a gorgeously drunken Ava, he admonishes Deborah Kerr's character with a rather resonant complaint, :..."I thought you were sexless. But you've just become a woman. And do you know how I know that? *you* like *me* tied up! All women, whether they wish to admit it or not, would like to get men into a tied-up situation."

Those lines always send me into wicked fits of laughter...