Why I choose to be a faceless domme

Growing up I was the cute mixed raced kid with the sweet face, the bouncy curls and the big personality. The one that got chosen to be a flower girl at multiple weddings. The one that was asked to do photoshoots. The one who received lots of compliments. Into my teens and early 20’s my life continued this way. University was an opener to new faces, cultures and people, yet I continued to be the standout. Now, at the start of my 30’s I continue to carry this face that people have obsessed over with pride and cannot help but hold an element of responsibility of keeping that part of me sacred. Over the years I’ve battled with loving parts of my body, my skin colour and my curls (thank god they survived years of straightening and heat damage, proud of you girlies), yet my face has never caused any insecurities. Entering the Findom space I knew I’d be keeping that part of me private, sometimes fully, sometimes just the eyes, and I’m proud of myself for that. A sub recently asked me why I cover my eyes as they are ‘the window to the soul’, yet I would argue there’s more soul in my skin colour that I carry from my ancestors, more soul in the beautiful mix of curls from my Afro haired father and my red-headed mother, more soul in the personality that I’ve shaped and evolved over the years, more soul in the curves of my body mirrored in all the women in my family. This has not stopped me achieving my Findom goals and most importantly has not stopped me from preserving the power of my full face. So I remain faceless, the mystery adding to the control I have over my subs, with my boundaries firmly in place. Real submissives will not question my decision, but embrace everything else I am willing to share. So, it turns out eyes aren’t the window to the soul (or the wallet).

Almighty Amara 🪽