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| A petite anthropologist of the Id, mistress of masculine torment, seeking to transform both my life and that of one rare and favored pet.
He must be humble, mid 30s, SINGLE, and committed to the rough-and-tumble journey to completely satisfying the every mood and whim of a powerful woman who will calculate a future unstained by past experiences.
We do not come to this power exchange in ignorance, nor do we know exactly what we seek, but we know that this is the structure for higher highs (and sometimes lower lows).
Trust me to lead you to new places both erotic and emotional that will arouse you, shame you, complete you, strip you to your core, and use your brain as exhaustively as I will use your body.
If you are seeking a domme out of a video, you'll not be suited to me. I am an actual woman and whether I choose to wear jeans or leather corset, thigh-high boots and strap-on, I expect to be treated as a being of superior intelligence. You need not be, but I am versed in medicine, literature, painting; am a Sinophile, a gourmet (indeed! I stand corrected, nonetheless, note my weight), have pets and smoke...things. I read voraciously and try to avoid working for a living (not by way of your income, mind you).
I seek a genuine, intelligent (by which I do not mean even so much as a high school diploma), flawed being and would choose a novice over someone who has only scenes in mind. Will only meet someone who seeks an actual, possibly long-term thing.
If you contact me, meet my requirements or you're off to Bulk Mail land. Be a good slutpuppy and tell me at least as much about yourself as I have told you about myself here.
Most important and with thanks to the insightful Dom/mes of Tulsa, if you are lost, intelligent, lonely, oversexed, socially awkward, not pleased with your life on many levels with a dose of addictive-personality-disorder thrown in, you are my specialty. I don't pretend to know why this is so.
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