First of all I love to be worshiped. I love gifts and flowers, and I love having my feet pampered. That’s right if you are foot-slave, foot-slut , or foot-connoisseur rejoice, because I would probably love to rest my feet on your face while I sip my coffee like a proper lady and have a chat with my girlfriend. I will rest and enjoy my beverage or read and you will be my ottoman, because that is what servants are for.
I like to consume the souls of my subjects in increments and while they are restrained. For this purpose I choose rope, because I am not the kind of girl who can just commit to one type of restraint. I want you in my control, completely. You move because I allowed it, you take the breaths I deem necessary for you to take while in my presence. And I do love to micro manage your pesky breathing needs.
For the modestly experienced I love easy and fun games of gender bending and humiliation piggies. I love strange pets. I am the hot girl next door and you’re a sweaty geek, and you don’t get any of your own lemonade, that is MY lemonade now, you only get my backwash when I feel like spitting it in and/or onto your face. I am the popular girl in school who convinced you wearing a dress and makeup is a good idea and now you have to live with your choice of trusting me.
And once I’m done screwing around it’s time to bring out the heavy artillery. Communicate your limits with me clearly because I will follow them meticulously when I chose my implements of loving torture. My slaves have blushing cheeks. You will be spanked, paddled, maybe caned if I am lucky enough to get a sturdy one. I will find your sensitive sports and exploit them, for science! And also because your muffled cries of pain turn me on.
- Foot worship
- Breath control
- Puppy play
- Slut training
- Sissy training
Showers, Illegal themes, Jobs… foot jobs, hand jobs, nothing with the word job!