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About Ulla Burns 
Quiet Power, Devotional Control, Timeless Beauty

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 I am Ulla Burns, a Muse to inspire, a Goddess to worship, and a Mistress to obey.
A poised, mature enchantress with long, lean legs, grey-blue eyes that read deeper than words, and a voice that wraps around your thoughts like silk.

 

Born of sophistication and shaped by desire, I offer more than kink. I offer transformation.
My presence is refined. Disarming.
The kind that slips beneath your skin and stays there.
My dominance isn’t theatrical. It’s intrinsic.

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It threads through my stare, flickers in my grin, and anchors in every word I choose.
I don’t bark. I guide. I unmake you -softly, deliberately.

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Educated in London, fluent in French and other languages, and seasoned by travel across the world, I live with the grace of a woman who knows herself, and knows exactly how to handle a man who thinks he does.


While some may call me aloof, I simply move with intention.
I don’t seek attention. I command it.

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I live for beauty. Not superficial prettiness, but the kind that lingers.
The brushstrokes of a Renaissance master… the shimmer of Impressionist light… the line of a perfectly tailored heel… the curve of submission drawn over time.

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I spend my days walking through New York City, training my body through yoga and movement, savoring fine cuisine fit for queens, and bathing my senses in architecture, art, and design.
I have a taste for real estate, the bones of cities, and the structures that house our private cravings.

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My sense of humor is wicked.
My presence- intoxicating.
And my standards? Impeccable.

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Men come to me seeking release.
What they find is purpose.

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You may arrive curious.
But if you stay… it will be because I’ve made you crave structure, devotion, and something sacred.

 

​Some feel a maternal presence in me. A Mommy Domme energy that soothes while it disciplines. I don’t humiliate you because I hate you; I correct you because you crave structure. You’re not here to act out. You’re here to be undone, then rebuilt, in my image.

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This isn’t about pain or play.
This is about belonging to something greater.

Enter the Velvet Vault


Monthly notes, private drops, and the scent of my unseen world.
You won't want to miss what's next.

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