Follow these words like a slave on the end of my leash.
My alluring glare will wrap you in my influence.
Who am I?
I am a Goddess of Rubber, who uses the pleasant smell of latex to drug and melt your mind.
Your breath will tremble as you sink deeper...and deeper into a blissful trance.
I am a Goddess of Bondage, who loves watching her victims caught in a spider's web, swallowed alive and consumed--like a snake wrapped around its prey as it slowly drains him.
But who are you?
I already know who you are.
You're a puppet without its string, in need of a master.
You need to be toyed with, manipulated, used, broken down and rebuilt in my image.
That is why you exist.
You've searched long and hard. Look no further, slave.
Welcome to my Queens Lair, the lion's den, the jaws of the beast, the beehive, where I am the ruler of all.
Let me guide you into a heavenly province, that celestial realm where it is I who dictates your every move--every fiber of your being.
My aura radiates witchcraft that freezes your mind, and with just a mere whisper, you become anything that I desire.
I am a succubus in black rubber.
And you are helpless to my every whim.
A high caliber Domina is a sharp blade: refined, reliable and can instill cold fear with just one look.
Yet, too many pseudo Dominas of today has rendered this blade dull, blunt, and lacking.
I know you long for nothing short of spectacular.
You ache for a MIstress like me who will probe your mind while discovering your buried wishes, allowing me to twist and mold them into your weakness.
With my sharp tongue and acidic glare, you'll break and crumble at my feet.
And while you're down there, you'll look up into my eyes. You'll enter my pitch-black world, where you can be my helpless, quivering patient under my oh-so tender care; a prisoner tied to a chair under a hanging light, ready for interrogation; or you can be kidnapped and dragged out of your world and into my realm, where you'll hear the doors lock shut, and you'll find yourself at the mercy in front of my pearly, white smile.
Whether you have a flavor in corporal punishment or suspension, Your Mistress will exploit them all with a fashionista's taste.
My style of domination cuts through your inhibitions to discover that soft, pliable core that begs for my direction; a blade that has been sharpened with authenticity, order and obedience. And it thirsts for your surrender.