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| My name is Mistress Veuve and I am a dominant 24 year old woman. I've been very strong willed my whole life but have been a practicing domme for 8 years. I am 6'2" with medium length burgundy hair, size 12 feet, I am blessed with gorgeous soft ivory skin and have curves in all the right places. I'm very specific and very strict in my domme/sub relationships. I am only available for online and over the phone currently. Dominant men I am, have always been and always be a domme you will not magically change that so don't bother trying.
Now what I am looking for and not looking for. First and foremost ALL subs/slaves MUST be single I will not deal with angry wives or girlfriends. I don't do couples I'm not not interested in a three some. Ass play is completely out of the question as is water sports. If you don't have any photos or a full profile don't bother writing me. I don't accept money but I enjoy gifts as tribute on occasion. I enjoy using cock locks, orgasm denial and forced cross dressing. Anything else contact me and we'll go from there.
Women are superior and men are inferior.
Ms. V
P.S. I have an Amazon wishlist and Kik messenger
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-Flawed Masquerade-
I'm trying to hold it together, Letting the cold numb flood my veins, This lack of feeling, my protection, Against the darkness that reigns.
My heart, it's still beating, Against this crushing ache, I'm still here existing, With my smile that's so fake.
Another tear slowly forming, Slipping silently down my cheek, My mask of strength crumbling, Revealing that I'm weak.
Just like the last time, I'm falling, But trying once again to stand, Slipping when I try to make it on my own, Yet hesitant to reach out my trembling hand.
Frightened of reaching out, And finding only empty air, Finally admitting I need help, Then realizing no one's there.
And in the same moment, unwilling, To be a burden to anyone around, Maybe this time I should just stop trying, Maybe I should just stay here on the ground |
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-Whispers Of Insanity-
Fallen angels at my feet, whisper words of death into tortured ears. For your voice has chased away all the sanity in me.
Say goodnight. For this sweet rapture lies tonight.
The goddess of imaginary light swallows the sound of my screaming. Yet I sold my soul to save her life.
Dreams are illusions they fade so we can't catch them. Dreams are conclusions the life we live will choose them.
Say goodnight. For this sweet rapture lies tonight.
An angry sun will set on you my dear. Blister your wounds and peel your skin. revenge is full of sweet sorrow, as you bask in your sins.
There's no room to smile while you're telling all these lies.
But listen to each drop of rain, pouring whispers in vain. Sweet symphonies of pain will call your name.
So say goodbye, For sweet rapture ends tonight. |
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-Spider Webs-
Through shadows and decaying leaves Thee are hiding amid dead trees And thy face stands out in the dark -Spider webs adorning thy heart.
Thee smile with bliss, but inside Thee have always hopelessly cried, For thy fate was stained from the start -Spider webs adorning thy heart.
Run into the forest my dear, In that cursed place of woe and fear Never return - from life apart,-Spider webs adorning thy heart. |
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Hello everyone,
I'm very much into writing poetry and short stories so I'll be using my journal as a poetry blog. I'll post here with my own poetry and sometimes jokes whenever it tickles my fancy. Feel free to comment.
Ms. V |
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| Age: 23 |
| Cage,
United Kingdom |
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