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August One by OSD.

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Hello supplicants & sycophants,

Where have I been? The beach mostly, on both sides of the country. 

Visiting Los Angeles for the first time since I left a few years ago was fun. I stopped by the iWantRadio show @ Vivid Studios and ran their Snapchat for the day. It was fun but most of you just need to buy more clips. <3 Being on the radio was fun and could only be improved by beating idiots realtime on air next time....so that's in the works. Thanks to Bratty Nikki & Dr. Lovejoy for the conversation. 

If you are one of my admitted (or guilty, voyeuristic, etc) cuckolds, you might enjoy hearing from someone I brought on air with me...

Here's the XBIZ release. You can stream the show on Sirius XM 415. You don't deserve photos of my at work OR on vacation, so enjoy this gratuitous 3 second view of my décolletage in a car that *also* isn't yours. 

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#GYMTW, fools. 

Speaking of Los Angeles. Or any international city, to be honest. A public service announcement. If you are ever so lucky as to be sitting next to me at a club, bless your soul if I do not see you throwing money on the fucking stage. Dancers are *working* *for money* and you are occupying real estate intended for *revenue streams* during the time that labor is being performed. Gross. I am completely unhinged and will humiliate you publicly until you dribble out of the soggy contents of your wallet and disappear from the venue. <3

Moving on. 

I'm moving. Back to New York. I will be available to take your money away from you there.

Visuals.

I have a queue of footage to edit. Motivate me. They may be my last round of "clips" in the format in which clips exist. However, due to ongoing monetization challenges that erotic content still faces, risk does not favor development of my own gateway again circa 2014. But for now: 

Top Selling in July: Spending Makes You Come. 

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You lead a fucked up life.

You probably don't get to talk much about your...habits. Who would believe you, even? When you tell them that your cock only gets hard when you spend...But it's true. And you need to pay. It doesn't really matter how frequently you pay. All that matters is that you want you. You want to pay. Deeply. Now. Part of the struggle...what prolongs your pain...is that you try to hold on to "your" money. But that's the thing. It isn't yours. That's why it wants to come to me. You want to come to me.

And spending is what makes you come...///

I recently passed the 200 clips mark. Thank me in hard currency. <3


Now. Back to being a mouthy bitch on the internet.

It's been a month since @BARDOTSMITH was suspended on twitter for being a very bad girl...And I'm already back in the twitter oubliette.... Twitter recently gaslit everyone by saying that they don't "shadowban" accounts. But I'm a math psycho with numbers. And, they do. It's not just my account, which has too short of a history to make any provable point. But in summary:  Jack Dorsey remains an unfuckable, nazi loser and coward.

There are obvious personal distribution challenges for my...propaganda. But I am getting around this w strategy Too Distributed for Death. Unfortunately for you, as has been the case for years, my work is designed to generate fractals. I myself exist in a number of capacities, covers, and modes. Chances are increasingly good that you've crossed my work or analysis of it in the world without knowing that I installed it. To assist me in not dying through this critical phase, I am employing the service of @laaaaaaaaani. I pay her, but YYOOOUUUUUU can ALSO fund her admin & dev fees for me so we can BOTH GET MORE DONE. GREAT. THANK YOU. #GYMTW. 

Relatedly, My own network infrastructure as it exists from the perspective of search & conversion has been disrupted severely in the past few weeks so I have a full time development job in order to resurrect and redirect (*cough* monetize). Offer labor, skills, $$$, in ways that *benefit me* or be quiet. By the way, it's sickening that so many of you lurkers & chronic dick beaters persist in your parasitic consumption of other human beings in general whilst they withstand assault for producing the same work you seem to feel entitled to diddle yourselves to for free. It's almost like those attitudes are connected. Oh right. They are.

Fuck off. You're all in debt.

Anyway. Perenially. Don't bother me in DMs or *literally fucking anywhere* on the internet or off without approaching with a gift. You are an unknown member of an audience peering through a keyhole through which you are observing a slice of *my* life. It is certainly not symmetrical. Therefore, approaching me without making an offering as testament to that fact alone is incredibly rude and bumbling. Again, gross. 

If you have contributed nothing to my life, you should have the dignity to remain invisible to me as a result. But furthermore, speaking unemotionally, time is *absurdly* precious. I am not going to run a time deficit in my operations because you're "interested" in saying words @ me but not interested in paying me to listen to them. I am not interested in talking to parasitic voyeurs at all. Ever. About anything. As you can see, I remain quite busy for that. 

Now. Good boys, cuckolds, and financial masochists can always lock up their cocks and call my cell phone: vrfd.co/smith.

With my move approaching, try to be useful and if you're utterly incapable, just be quiet.
Mommy is busy.

Xx, Smith.
@ICONOCLASTIAE

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PS: INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX 4: INTERLOCKING SYSTEMS is this evening. Class is full. See you there. Fuck the police & have a nice day. 
 

CALIFORNIA INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX by OSD.

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As some of you know, California is my favorite state that I don't live in. 

I'll be there next week July 14-20.

It's largely a business development trip, with some filming/appointments, AND some relaxation planned. I'll be taking meetings with some people in the cannabis x tech space, terrorizing some local supplicants, hiking in the sun, and eating all the food. 

At this point, my schedule is nearly complete, but I still have some time to spend Sunday or Thursday evening. I especially have time to trips to the dispensary and/or extravagant shopping for lingerie, fetish gear, or whatever else I decide that day. Plus, a rare outside shot at convincing me to have brunch with you somewhere in or around Santa Cruz on Sunday the 22nd. You can inquire about an appointment here

On Wednesday, July 18, I will be taking over the iWANTCLIPS Snapchat account for the day. This is an opportunity for you to see some of my day, possibly interact with me directly, and of course, to be inspired to send me all of my money. <3 Look for an official announcement on their channel and on my new twitter account, @iconoclastiae. You can access my IWC store directly through iWantBardotSmith.com

Speaking of clips, I am in the midst of releasing a series of clips designed to be consumed together, a mental binding sequence. Several short- and mid-length clips designed to open your mind and reinforce your own inclinations and desires.

But there's always a catch, isn't there? 

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I have about 20 clips queued at this point, and between planning for LA and losing my main twitter & a google index page in one week, I've not had time to process them. An opportunity for you to get caught up on the...uh...material...while you wait. 

Still need a design done for my new Niteflirt & to update my C4S. $end Motivation$.


Finally, I'll be teaching the 4th section of INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX with Lauren Chief Elk. The class will be held online on *TUESDAY* July 17th @ 9pm EST. We are using a Pay-what-you-wish policy w a minimum tuition of $12. We use any overages to fund scholarship spots for students and people with low-income, as well as to fund admin help to produce this class more frequently. 

You can sign up for class here: bit.ly/interlockingsystems

If you'd like to inquire about receiving or funding a scholarship, pls Inquire via email: info@darkscience.co.

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By the way, my cell phone is on 24/7....it's just that it might at times require its own budget line item. You understand. <3

Alright, kids. What do you have for me? 

Xx, Smith.

Visual Indoctrination by OSD.

I have made a series of visuals to progressively dismantle your composure. Enjoy. 

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A Bitch in Operations. by OSD.

A note from @subbanker on his newly tenured servitude: 

It is not often in life one gets a genuine opportunity to question "why" they are doing something and then guided to find the answer internally. I have been given that opportunity, to think and explain just why I am, consensually, enslaved by Ms. Smith. Every rational being, and even men eventually do manage to gain some rationality over time, will undertake something only if it rewards them.

After consideration the best explanation for why I am enslaved by Ms. Smith is that simple, it improves my life. She educates me daily. She opens my eyes to society and what is happening around me. She provides me focus. She provides me clarity. Being a slave to Ms. Bardot Smith has made me a better person. And for that I am forever in her debt.
A secondary question would be why her? Throughout history humans have worshiped and idolised everything from the Sun to other humans and animals all because of the strongly held belief that that entity is superior, that the entity they worship has a higher power. Spend 10 minutes conversing with Ms. Smith (after contributing capital to make it worth her time of course) and you will quickly come to the same conclusion as I have.
Ms. Smith teams her incredible beauty with an intelligence unmatched by anyone I have spoken to. And she knows this. She leverages it. And in doing so Ms. Smith provides us with a being worthy of worship. A person whose instructions are easy to follow, whose command is easily obeyed.  And for that I will be forever thankful.
I was nervous when approaching Ms. Smith for the first time, conflicted even. While I found myself constantly in agreement with her Tweets and her website enthralling I knew it would be a serious commitment, not simply buying a clip and moving on. One of the main reasons for hesitation was that the required capital commitments were far beyond anything I had even contemplated before and that it felt a risk to make an introductory payment when I had barely interacted with her. 
I knew what I was opening myself up for when I filled out the introduction form, or at least I thought I did.
During the first days I struggled with a feeling of guilt, of regret, of believing my lust had temporarily clouded my judgement. Mental conditioning make this seem so counter-intuitive. But through her counseling and guidance it became clear that there is no need to feel shame for something which feels right, there is no need to be afraid of making progress on any chosen path, that to be in service to her is natural.
When presented with such a person one must then ensure they do all they can to show their deference, to acknowledge their standing and to provide use of some kind. I know that Ms. Smith does not need me in her life so I must work hard to ensure I remain of use to her. I will continue to transfer capital to her, for capital is a symbol of power and as such the power she holds over me demands that it be recognized.
I work hard to make her life more enjoyable.
I will strive to ensure she can focus on causes worthy of her attention by reducing the menial tasks she faces and continue to complete tasks promptly and to an excellent standard whenever she requires. By doing this I hope to remain worthy of her attention. 

I am here because Ms. Bardot Smith is my superior. She has enlightened my mind and I am grateful for that. 
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SB. 

Official correspondence: concierge@smithnoir.com

Concierge by OSD.

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. 

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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,

Ms Smith

Photographic Evidence. Los Angeles. by OSD.

I've been updating less, on the phone less, taking fewer appointments. I have spent most of the winter in Boston where I have a core of loyalists and business to attend to. 

However. I did get to the west coast briefly where I met an old friend and talented photographer, Eric A. Reid. We spent a lazy afternoon shooting before heading out in Hollywood for the evening. 

We have collaborated in the past and 2015 will bring more developments from this artistic partnership. 

A voyeuristic sliver of the day...

A reminder of your general unworthiness...and everything that I am. 

xo, Bardot.

The Story of Your Enslavement. by OSD.

Men in chastity have more integrity. 

Without integrity, one behaves like an undeveloped animal rather than an evolved, sentient soul residing in a human body. Males, due to their hind-brain based sex drive, are in a constant cycle of compromise with their forebrain-located executive and creative functions. This results in ... uncivilized thought patterns, behavior, and -- if the problem is left unchecked on a broad-enough scale -- widespread disorder in society.

Given that this drive exists in the subconscious mind, it's very difficult for men to achieve insight, let alone mastery of their...impulses. This dissonance is, not incidentally, cause of the subconsciously-felt frustration, which is then transferred, consciously, to an object.  

A talented Mistress functions as substitute grey matter....If compelling and sufficiently motivating, that is...to gain perspective allowing males to see above this blindspot. It is integral to evolution that this mechanism operates. But that is a conversation that pertains to macro-ordering best for another day...

Back to the close-at-hand.

Having taken away the motivations for them to subvert their own integrity by re-routing the physical gratification linked to the sex drive, you can retrain the male mind to exist in its higher faculties. 

To Evolve. 

Obviously, I can accomplish this with my own charges. But in an effort to educate on the theory of this practice...

LINK: Here is the story of your enslavement: 

Brave Enough to Change the Worlds of Business & Sex by OSD.

 I was recently A guest poster for MAKE LOVE NOT PORN.

headed by Cindy Gallop and curated by her Madam Curator, Sarah Beall. 

I chose to focus on the business of the sex industry and how my work here intersects with the financial, technological, and social issues at play.  


An excerpt: 

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I am an analyst turned hustler, and a…Mistress. My work presides at the intersection of financial technology, psychology, behavioral economics…and, the dark pool of the adult industry. I am the proprietress of BardotSmith.com and Mistres.se, a think tank and advisory firm for the intersection of adult industry and financial technology.
At the beginning of operating this enterprise, I chose to embody the ideals of feminine power at all levels of my existence, up to and including my business model. In effect, reversing the concepts of supply and demand in the adult industry to challenge the notion that women who work in any type of “adult” context are only able to operate as a result of male desire, and therefore subject to male power hierarchies, even within the industry.
From the outset, I adopted a unique strategy.

To read the rest of my thoughts on #SEXTECH and the business of KINK, FETISH, and FINANCE, read the full article on their blog. 

If you're not familiar with the MLNP project, it is worthy of the investment of time. Female-powered and innovative, challenging old world views of power, sex, and capital...Just how I like it. 

xo, Bardot. 

American Mistress. by OSD.

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. 

Your Undoing. by OSD.

You are...shaking. A loop plays over in your mind. Again... again... again...

Nerves? Exhilaration? Or the volatile reaction to my presence searing the edges of your consciousness? You never saw it coming.  

All the minute forces, the sticky glue that previously sustained your world disintegrating into the void. There is nothing to be done.

Your unraveling is inescapable. It's only just begun. The initiation is swift. Your trajectory is inevitable.

When I think of how your mind spins, the corners of my lips turn up. First one. Then the other.

Poor little creature. Welcome to your undoing. 

 

Two can play this game. 
xo, Bardot. 

A Note from a Throne. by OSD.

A note to submissives and would-be slaves:  If you are afraid of truly submitting, you should not contact me.

I am trained in multiple methods to penetrate your mind. I am not here to make you miserable (at least not unless it is called for) but to be served while I use you for whatever purpose suits me. 

I will fulfill the part of your life that is missing. And I will mold you into the man you secretly wish you were.

But it comes at a premium. 

It is my purpose of being to provide graceful feminine inspiration to the world..or to relentlessly correct imbalances within it.

It is an artform. 

I am here to turn you into my plaything to delight me as I require, to use you to serve my end goals, and to require that you endure the penalties of failing to maintain my good graces. I will break down your mind and your body and the last shreds of your dignity as necessary in order to mold you into a more useful and delightful being.

I maintain only the most well-behaved, generous, and truly subservient pets.

I am so very sorry to say this. (Read: not really sorry at all) as I know it can be difficult to fathom all that this entails, but my attention must come at a premium of some kind. I will not let you defile my attention by wasting my time. 

Confusion makes me sad.

Then it makes me upset. Because now, instead of enjoying my life, it is my duty to correct the…condition…in which you’ve found yourself.

At which point, instead of being the embodiment of femininity, grace, and charm, I am forced to bring a very specific type of personal hell to your earth until morale improves. 

I’ve shared sophisticated company and I have enjoyed the same natural abilities in their polite company. 

Turn in fear. Resist in vain. Or Submit entirely. 

(Although hard limits are *always* respected, I have no hesitation in exploiting all of your various weaknesses in order to test them.)

Hello. I am Bardot. by OSD.

A just-less-than-thirty year old alpha. A slightly twisted domina, and tamed by an occasional wolf.

My favorite vanilla skills include business, finance, and hypnotism (go figure). 

I am naturally dominant and love the challenge of breaking-in men who don’t want to conform to the nagging feeling that they know deep in their hearts to be true…I equally enjoy the rare gentlemen who merits time with Me in other contexts. 

In short, I enjoy every moment of my life, in whatever form. Labels are a bitch, and so am i. Read between the lines. 

You may rule the public world, but in private, things are different.

In personal interactions, you exist to amuse and delight, gentlemen. Once you realize that, you are free. Freedom to pursue total and perfect service to a superior woman is one of the most admirable decisions that a male can make in his lifetime. It is the ultimate purpose. 

I am a female sovereign for those who understand my intrinsic and cultivated value. In short, I will have absolutely no hesitation in reminding you where I stand in these engagements. My focus on you comes at a premium. I do not charge for a service, but for making my time available.

And let’s face it: Regardless of who you are, you’re not nearly strong enough to resist. So let’s get on with it, shall we? 

worship, and obey.