Welcome to the world of BDSM! In this episode Chantel and Vivian get the inside scoop of what it’s like to be a financial dominatrix from the infamous findom herself, Bardot Smith. This is also the first episode that the ladies streamed live via twitter and instagram.
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Visual Indoctrination /
Concierge /
Boys, as you know, the demands on an executive mind can become overwhelming. If one does not prioritize, process and quality of decisions will suffer.
If you've been reading long enough now, you also realize that I straddle the worlds. The distinction between vanilla, public life and private enterprise is more impactful for women. Most men consume the work of female sex workers (or civilian women's sexualities) in some form....while the women who produce and conduct that work are usually regarded as deviants for having done that work. Men never suffer for their participation in it...unless they're personally caught in the act.
And while i'm sure it turns several of you on....the thought of being caught in the act...that's not what i'm here to discuss.
Business developments that bridge between worlds are driving my focus right now. That means I'm building them through partnerships I form in and of the connections I make in this world and beyond. That means, this is a strategic position, not one of subservience.
That is to say that every moment of my focus is capitalized, now it's a matter of strengthening the rate.
In order to do this, I am enlisting the service of a concierge. He is a submissive in service to me on this side, and holds a traditional job in finance on the other. He is available to answer brief and respectful logistics questions about service to me should they arise: concierge@smithnoir.com or @subbanker on twitter.
My focus will be on profitable and productive engagements only.
The next post is a note from him on his experience both working for me and serving as a financial slave. A male perspective on a new order.
Until you spend,
American Mistress. /
You may know me. I am am a Mistress. Sovereign.
And, despite pageantry and many overwrought notions and confusions, what this means is that I belong to no man and I rest in no city.
Having navigated a course through some of the grittiest male-dominated environments, I have run the risk of sacrificing femininity in order to be considered viable professionally. In these worlds, being attractive is a double-edged blade. Leverage attraction and walk the line between objectification and advantage. Playing down attraction has its own set of risks, and conveys less upside.
I don't play games that i can't win.
Earlier in my career, My natural sexual and social dominance frequently disarmed (or upset) my male superiors. I began my career in the pre-crash private equity landscape. The Wild West.
The men whom I worked with could be categorized in two ways: Brilliant and misunderstood alpha males. And the others slightly more bitter drones, the betas, who would never achieve the pinnacle of success in the industry. They lacked that je ne sais quoi. The distinctions were obvious to Me, even as a 22 year-old, and they would be to anyone with passing interest in power dynamics.
Representing not only intellectual force, but having the distinct advantage of sexual magnetism, I was a direct threat to the latter category. And a thrill to the former.
I enjoyed my unspoken role as a crowbar. I grew into My social position.
Front row seats to the American Financial Apocalypse and a World Class education in owning the minds of men. In the proverbial American West, there are no rules. The one Law is "Do what must be done." There is no refuge for the weak.
As I became more experienced in my Power, I naturally moved into more esoteric chains of industry where my skills are properly leveraged. It's only natural that I have been tasked with carving out a completely singular niche. My natural abilities and evident status have rendered it impossible for Me to live a prescribed life.
I live a freedom not available or fathomable to most. I hold the key to your most profound fantasies and your most-concealed fears. But, I enjoy the company of men only on My own terms. The most-deserving relish their role in My life as servants, benefactors, or fellow wolves with which to run.
My Continuous Dynamic Equilibrium.
I straddle the line between the demimonde and the mainstream world on a daily basis. It's part of what creates a sizzling edge to all of my interactions with men. It's part of what gives me perspective to both sides of the table (if you will). For this reason, I specialize in discrete, bespoke arrangements.
The missing element in your existence. The edge. Nature.
Order out of Chaos.
Stunning, isn't it?
xo, Bardot.
Tinder and Little Boys' Toys. /
The State of Tech right now is dire. Here's why.
[Please note, this analysis is not complete, open to conversation on it. Some initial, informal thoughts on the industry. Though, my time is at my own discretion, naturally...]
These thoughts are in reference to the *most* recent examples of misogyny and immaturity on behalf of a founder, Tinder's co-founder Justin Mateen and his dust-up with ex-girlfriend and ousted co-founder Whitney Wolfe. But they are certainly not isolated or applicable only to this instance.
The issue of sexism in tech is not simply of management. The implications are far broader reaching due to the sheer number of people using products. The potential for global reach is not uncommon or unrealistic.
Much of it has been internalized. But unless you're completely unaware and sycophantic, it's nearly impossibly unpleasant to work in or around tech if you're a woman. Especially if you are an alpha....The disrespect of females at large is so engrained that we refuse to even address it as anything other than "natural." It's evident not only in the culture but its produce.
Apps like tinder. Where women are encouraged to essentially offer themselves up as commodities. And, before you offer the argument that "men do the same thing." Please consider why men are on the app, and if they'd be there if the women were not. Thanks.
And we are socially conditioned to consider this a success because of its steep user acquisition. But it's socially destructive and run -- like much of techs "successes" -- by manchildren with controlling and abusive tendencies.
By viewing this as a personal exception (i.e. "He's just a jerk!") we fail to understand that the belief systems at play are responsible for the dynamics of the apps themselves. They are engineered to be in the interest of their creators and those like them. (Here: Beta males who need a shortcut to sex).
Achieving market relevance is not sufficient proof that one is capable of sitting at the helm of a business that impacts a major segment of the population. The psychological maturity of men in their 20s is not developed, and this is yet another example, not an exception.
In the past, younger men were initiated into the world of business by older, more experienced men. The ease of building and deploying apps has made it possible to skip this part of traditional career trajectory. Not entirely a bad thing for commerce, but a very nefarious influence in the social development of the industry itself.
In my opinion, female leadership is resisted precisely because it is potent. But because it cannot be resisted in a direct manner, women are constantly met with passive-aggressive character assassination and resentment. It would be funny if it weren't so fucking common.
The underlying psychodynamics of these situations are rarely addressed. They're responsible and explanatory of the behavior. But they're also kryptonite to the self-referential wonderland that tech has become. Micro-scale disturbances bubbling up to macro-scale events.
From my perspective, they are difficult to ignore. The center will not hold...
Processing. /
Imagine walking up. I am seated at a table. In public. Outside.
Now you are Bowing.
Transaction briskly Handled. Cash on the table.
And without a word,
Her eyes sear into your plasma.
You are sent off. With no hope of forgetting.
You crawl away.
Depleted. Rinsed.
Did anyone notice?
Do you even exist?
xo, Bardot.
If you've become addicted to My presence yet too fearful to approach, tribute by using Square Cash to email labardotsmith [at] gmail.com or visit My Fetish Shop.
Venture. /
“Darling. When men do it, it’s called a ‘strategic alliance.’”