About Ms. Sandalwood

Your heart is racing. You can hear your pulse pounding in your ears. The steady click-clack of heels on the hardwood is exhilarating. A bead of sweat rolls down your back, sending a chill up your spine as it descends. You desperately want to wipe it away, but Mistress’s instructions were clear: be still.

The tip of Mistress Sandalwood's riding crop brushes along the curve of your buttocks, and every muscle tenses momentarily. Your flesh pebbles with fresh goosebumps, and you open your mouth to sigh, but it catches in your throat as a soft whoosh fills the air, followed by the snap of leather on bare skin.

You feel a lingering sting as Mistress whispers gently in your ear, “Stand up straight.”
You stand at attention... chest out... back straight... eyes ahead, resisting the overpowering temptation to meet her gaze.

She steps into view, a radiant vision in black lace, appraising your posture while she flexes the crop in her hands. Her ruby lips into an approving smile. “Much better.”

You’d heard that all dominatrices are heartless bitches who cruelly abuse their clients, milking them for thousands while laughing all the way to the bank. But not your Mistress. Mistress Sandalwood is nurturing, encouraging you to explore your potential while being firm. You feel safe, content as you satisfy her commands. There is no shame in Mistress’s service... only submission.

She angles the crop at the floor. “Kneel.” Quickly, but careful to maintain your perfect posture, you obey, sinking to your knees to gaze up at your Mistress.

She hooks one finger through the ring on your collar and pulls your face close to hers. You savor the sweet scent of her perfume as she whispers, “Now, show me how you beg.”

I have been involved in the real-life BDSM scene for over 20 years both in California and Nebraska. Currently, I'm active in several Lincoln/Omaha area groups including Midwest Alternatives and Vortex Omaha. Previously, I attended the now-defunct L2EP (Learning 2 Exchange Power) munches and events and the IMsL (International Ms. Leather) contest during its Omaha years. In the South Bay Area, I frequented smOdyssey's munches and events such as Folsom Fringe and had the good fortune to learn from wonderful presenters.


I am the founder and organizer of Heartland Crossing, which began in 2014 as a FetLife group with the goal of supporting crossdressers and gender-creative people living in the central area of the United States, and to encourage them to get involved in their local kink/BDSM communities.

As you might guess, I have a particular affection for crossdressers, sissies, and non-gender conforming people – probably a result of being raised in the 80s and into the punk/new wave music scene, where it was incredibly common for people to wear makeup and blur the gender lines. There's something very sweet and vulnerable about a person who is willing to open up that softer side, because as we know, it takes a lot of courage to reveal the desire to "dress for pleasure," especially in a conservative area like the Midwest. That vulnerability is intoxicating to me. I adore it.

I am a mature woman who has lived a full life, indulged her pleasures, and knows what she likes.

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