Last seen: Oct 29, 2025
Meditation of Dominion Such heavy orbs, swollen with fire,they throb beneath my gaze,wild storms caged in tender skin,a fountain of hunger I alone co...
The Chains of DesireThe cage locks him, but I hold the key.Each throb inside it sings my name.He strains against steel and against himself,burning for...
The Offering of DevotionHe lays them before me, a gift of flesh,his pride, his hunger, his seed,all bound in tender weightand I, the goddess he aches ...
The Pendulum of PatienceThey grow fuller with every denied dawn,tighter with each night I turn him away.Every step he takes, he feels me inside himis ...
The Seat of His VulnerabilityI love their heavy softnesshow easily his world can break in my palm.So strong in the daylight,yet here, between my finge...
The Wellspring of His Energy Such heavy orbs, swollen with fire and devotionhow they pulse beneath my gaze.All that wild, urgent power, restrainedye...
Silks whisper and sway,gowned hands trace promises slowa chamber breathes deep. Caged strength kneels below,waiting for the gentle touchtrust held i...
Most of us dommes know that keeping a sub locked up and completely ignoring their dick during pegging is the ultimate gamechanger. It forces them to s...
The doors part, and I step into the hush.Silk slithers against my thighs, my heels biting marble as the crowd’s breath tangles...half gasp, half hunge...
I keep his balls pinched between my fingersmiddle and ring, a casual vise. One squeeze, and he’d choke on his own devotion.But I don’t. Yet.
I prefer them swollen.Swollen for me. Let my lips graze his just once,watch him ruin himself. 💏
The elevator doors slide apart. And there he is...all carved muscle and coiled control, stepping off just as I step in. Our gazes crash, a silent coll...
It’s not just fluid.It’s the residue of worship.The proof that I reached the part of himno one else ever will.I wipe it slowly across his chest,press ...
It smells like surrender.Like need scraped raw.Like the echo of my name whispered into flesh.I hold it in my hand for a moment,watching it glisten...t...
And when it comes...thick, warm, unwilling...I take it.Not with my mouth, not with my hands.With something deeper.With my presence.The scent rises... ...