female supremacy
You want to make it up to me. The end of our relationship was truly terrible, and now you have returned to me, begging me to forgive you, saying you will do anything to make it up to me.
Anything…
I know what you want, I know how desperate you are to get it and how much I can make you pay for your behaviour
Read MoreI trample, step, slap, pull out your genital hair with tweezers (which of course I feed to you), punch and knee in every position imaginable, according to the cards you pick as you blindly fall onto them. It is like playing truth or dare but I pick and you are the only participant, which means it is all dares and you have to comply. You are just a pin cushion for my desires.
Read MoreI tell you to undress and return to see me. You look shocked but you acquiesce. When you return I am sitting down and beckon you to lie over my knee. This is when the spanking begins. I do not give you a warm up, you do not deserve one, I want you to feel this for the upcoming days as a reminder of your selfish behaviour.
Read MoreRole plays, nothing gets me going like them. They are the activity I most enjoy within BDSM. Their breath, scope, imagination, sensitivity. I revel in the vulnerability that they can bring.
I feel honoured when someone comes to me with a role play which allows them to explore a part of themselves which they do not often shed light on.
Read MoreI take great, unprecedented joy in making you beg me for it. Whether that be your orgasm as I’ve edged you during the session, the spanking you may more may not deserve, which therefore may or may not be punishment or to touch me or move during the session.
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