If ever there was a month for ‘no pain, no gain’, it must be January. Whether you’re dry, damp or drizzling your intake of the life’s vices in honour of 2025, then self-improvement reigns supreme…unless it doesn’t.

And that’s where I come in.

It’s not like you’re going to achieve anything without the eagle-eyed assistance of a perverted personal trainer, superior strict bitch and fitness Goddess to guide and inspire you now, is it?

Whether you’re weak-willed and feeble of mind and flesh or simply appreciate a little extra inspiration in the form of shiny skin-tight attire, towering heels and exacting orders, then I’m guaranteed to whip your out-of-shape arse into match-fit finesse.

Malicious motivational psychology and my patent (pending) ‘Carrot or Stick’ methodology are both rigorously employed to ensure each victim or ‘client’, is inspired by whatever approach will trigger optimal output and improvement.

Will it be a firm hand and painful punishments (or the mere threat of them) or the more rewards-based programme courtesy of positive encouragement, merciless teasing and a specific Mistress aesthetic? Either way, you’ll be well-and-truly catered for.  After all, I’m here to help you shake off those winter blues, push your limits and motivate you to FEEL THE BURN!!

Hit them where it Hurts!

Plank, squats, and pull-ups all have a kinky twist as my devious, cruel and creative mind ensures you’re exposed to exactly those activities which will achieve your goals. And beyond.

Then there’s my many ‘encouraging and inspiring’ attachments such as clamps, cold spikes, tugging hooks, leashes and electric probes all designed to stimulate your sweet spots and solicit extra effort.

Perhaps you’ll find yourself on my exclusive ‘Bootcamp Programme’ where exercises revolve around proximity to my most stylish and exquisite boots. You’ll be attempting push-ups over their leather toes and sit-ups as they hover at head height…heels sucked with each attempt. This class concludes with some most unforgiving trampling, just for fun and good measure.

Sweat drips and the temperatures rise.  What’s not to love?

You might be sore, but you’ll never be sorry with me standing imperiously over you, motivating every inch and setting the standard for fitness perfection.

After all, don’t you want to be the best version of yourself for your Mistress? You’ll be a true slave to physical and mental perfection, and ME, by the time I’m done.

So, what are you waiting for? Stop procrastinating, commit to casting off those bad habits and to Mistress’ sadistic schedule. The rippling results will speak for themselves!