 Friends       | Lady Caterina Paladin (finDomme_Lady) Away65 • In polyamorous relationships • Female • from Cairns •     Finsubs only, please. Findom is merely another aspect of BDSM-D/s-Femdom. It's entirely voluntary; a sub must choose to submit, as I must choose to accept them... or not. My finsubs must be financially viable and preferably independent. Youth (<25), shyness and timidity are not qualities I find appealing. Maturity, the ability to communicate and good grammar are. Be direct, but remember you are speaking to a Lady. 'Hi, how are you?' may be polite, but it won't ring My bell. Think carefully about your approach. I am neither a Miss nor a Mistress, My title is Lady. If you feel you can engage Me without expecting Me to carry the conversation, I'd like to hear from you. If you've shown Me the courtesy of reading this far, thank you. I am Caterine to My friends, Lady Cat to Subs and Lady Caterina to financial submissives. Please begin your conversation with Me with a gesture of respect, using the correct name for Me, so that you get a response. 😊 ***NOTE*** A profile is the one thing about you online that is DESIGNED to be public. It should tell us who you are, your interests, and what kind of person you want to attract. If your profile is hidden then I already consider you foolish. If your profile is blank, I consider that indicative of the mind behind it. I do NOT accept random friend requests, and unsolicited PMs are deleted unread. You will also be blocked. Another blocking offence is liking more than 4 pics in a row. If I choose to interact with you in the rooms, do NOT assume that it's going anywhere sexual. Nor should you assume that it's not. I am conversant in a wide range of topics, from Doctor Who to cosmology and string theory. Engage Me on an intellectual level, and you'll get much further with Me, along with a little respect. My time is precious, and I am an exceptional woman - you get one chance to make a positive first impression... don't blow it.  Lol. Nice pussy 😐 0  Today I am officially halfway through my radiation treatments. When a patient finishes their treatment, there's a brass bell attached to the wall near the door that you get to ring. I've seen a few patients complete their treatment and not ring the bell, claiming some superstition that it means the treatment was unsuccessful and they're afraid of having to return. Fair enough, but I don't have that superstition, so when I finish my treatment I'm gonna ring that bell like a ship lost at sea in a fog! 😁 Thus far I've managed to avoid the symptoms promised me by my (quite scary) oncologist: nose bleeds, congestion etc. Having said that my nose is quite red, inflamed and sore, inside and out, but fortunately I'm not in danger of resembling Karl Malden just yet. 😆 Some of you are going to have to Google him now just to get the joke, lol. Enjoy your day/night, lovely people.    I thought that My non Aussie-speaking friends might enjoy this. My fellow Aussies will get a chuckle out of Cate Blanchett hamming up her accent. If you play guitar - or even just like to hear it played well - you're going to want to see this... youtube.com/shorts/el0FAuPIDvg?si=2Zfzc1BpY6_kbvlO  i tried that once just after breakfast, i still had jam on my fingers and i got in an awful pickle (Post deleted by finDomme_Lady ) (Post deleted by finDomme_Lady ) Thank you for liking My profile. 😊 Glad to see you're better after your accident.  I understand that the way I speak intimidates a lot of people, but I'm not going to change who I am to make a bunch of strangers feel better. The people who matter aren't afraid of Me, and those who put an effort into their conversation are welcome rarities. I chose this song because we all feel a little fragile at times,and I'm no exception. I may sound harsh, and I don't tolerate ignorance, but inside I am soft and sweet, and when you share a part of yourself, that has value to Me. I give as good as I get, and I treasure those who allow their own vulnerabilities to show. To Me, that's REAL communication, and I enjoy spending time with them. There are those who pique My interest, but their expectations of Me defeat them every time. Just because we have a conversation does not mean that I'm interested in sex with you, and the amount of people - both men and women - who expect this is overwhelming at times. Especially when they creep in under the guise of 'friendliness'. I am a smart lady - highly intuitive and empathetic, and I read between the lines. I don't get involved in drama; I'm too old to be bothered with that shite, and I'm not interested in discussing politics or religion. We all have our own opinions, and as long as you're not shoving yours into My face, we'll get along. I don't offer advice because I don't know the whole story, and I believe that people should make their own decisions. I have all the time in the world for genuine souls who aren't afraid to show their own fragility - they're the diamonds amongst all the coal to be found here. Rare, but beautiful. Anyway, I'm going to take My fragile Self and wash off all the coal dust. Hopefully I'll feel a bit better afterwards. Enjoy your day/night. Not all of My friends read My feed or listen to My music, and I think that's a shame, as it's a great way to get to know people. I guess that in a digital world, it's more about how many 'friends' can be collected than serious friendships. I notice how some people get so fired up because they THINK they 'know' another person behind the keyboard in a chatroom... when in reality all they 'know' is what they've been told by a stranger. It doesn't matter if it's only been a day or a year: if they like what they read, they're more disposed to believe it. I don't always write what people want to read, and I don't care if they believe Me. I'm honest and direct, and only sweet when I know someone well enough to let My guard down a little. Maybe that's why half the people on My friend's list are missing out. I don't know how you're doing (unless you tell Me in the replies), but the weather here needs it's lithium prescription adjusted. It was quite cool this morning, and so overcast that one couldn't see the planes taking off in the distance, though the clouds did nothing to dampen the sound. After about half an hour the sun came out bright and hot, quickly drying up the puddles leftover from the rain. I considered the much warmer air and thought perhaps I could manage a sundress today - which is around the same time as the air got cold again and the rain poured down for the next 10 minutes. Hmmm. I need to wait a couple of hours to see if the weather will settle. That was 3 hours ago and we've had cycles of rain and sunshine that last about 5-10 minutes before swapping again. I don't have a large winter wardrobe, and nothing to do but finish My book, so I'm wearing My long pyjamas, chillaxing on the balcony (until the next bout of rain drives Me inside), and wondering about a universal pharmacist that hands out lithium to weather. I figure our UP will sprinkle it from above, like cloud-seeding. Mind you, I'm also pretty stoned.😁 Brrr! Winter has arrived early in the tropics. Since the late 90s, we've become accustomed to only having around 3 weeks of real cold, and not a lot of rain past February. The last couple of years have brought changes however, starting with the rain. It rains a lot more, and for a lot longer. Generally by March it dries up, and by April the grass has gone brown and crunchy to walk on. The last couple of years the rain has stuck around for 6 months or more. The temperature, too, has dropped. Instead of the southerlies being the source of the coldest weather up here in Far North Queensland, with the drop in temperature even an onshore breeze will have you shivering these days, and for far longer than 3 weeks! It's 22°C this morning, which those of you who are accustomed to the cold may think is quite warm... and for you, it may be. But for this thin-blooded li'l ol' Lady, it means I must go shopping for warmer clothes. A sundress is not ideal for the cold. It means it's time to pull my long suede boots out of the closet, and I have some gorgeous stockings, which will keep My legs warm. My belly is still quite swollen from where they yanked out My gall bladder... and then cut Me open again the following week to hose Me out as I'd redeveloped sepsis. I look at MySelf in the mirror and it looks a bit like a wonky 3rd boob, lol, though it has shrunk a lot in the last couple of weeks. This does mean that I can't wear My normal clothes, though, as they're all tailored to cinch at the waist, and jeans etc are out. So now, as the cold lasts a lot longer these days, I'm hunting online for warm, yet stylish clothes that won't irritate My wound site. Feel free to add a sensible suggestion, if you like. Also, with all this rain I'm going to have to get some knee-high leather boots... I know what water does to suede! Anyway, that's My rant/thoughts/complaints about the miserable weather here. Fortunately it's a long weekend, and aside from a couple of online assignations, I can pretty much stay in bed under the covers until Tuesday, which I have no problem with. I have books and I love to read. I figure the sun's gotta be shining somewhere, so I hope it's shining on you. 🌞 Lady Cat Paladin. 🥶 I'm thinking about how so many people contact Me without considering first what they actually want from Me. They don't realise that it's their own expectations that are defeating them. When you have expectations of others - especially without thinking first about what YOU'RE bringing to the table, you're always going to be disappointed. Neither is it the responsibility of whomever you PM or send FRs to to be overjoyed at the thought of interacting with you. Why should they be? Did you put any thought into your initial contact, or did you just type 'hi' or 'how are you' to a complete stranger that you really don't care about? Are you wondering why you don't get a response? Think about it. *It seems it bears repeating.* |
