San Francisco Sadistic Sweetheart 📍 San Francisco

You will be on your knees before me when I throw open the doors and walk into the room in my black latex. My tattoos are spells, and every line of them will remind you that I am your own dark goddess. The blows of the whip on your skin will sound like the beat of a drum, and you will feel like a victim, brought to the brutal sacrifice of my lust. Your moans will be part of this music, and every sound will be proof to me that I am breaking you correctly. I will hold you in complete submission, and your mind will not be able to distinguish between pain and worship. The moment I lower the whip to your face and order you to kiss it, you will understand – this is not a game, this is an oath that your life now belongs only to me.