I'm Mistress Majesty...pleasure, smiles.

Submissive only to Dominant white male TOPS that hold the edges of Sorcerer and Grand Dragon securely in the world of intel charades in our galactic soap opera recorded via satellite for future researchers an analysts ...

Our world as covert operatives consist of huma gaming that involves the hardest of hardcore serves amongst those of us who take and give extreme tortures to secure our battle arsenals.

Hardcore lifestyling indeed... not like the online pollution of understanding where th new world of "bdsm" is for all inclusive kink!

I play where the deepest realms of Sadism and masochism can often become confused regarding just who is who...

I am a Sorceress/ High Priestess..an erotic hypnotist and handler.

I've been vetted through Mason 33rd, skull and bones and hold an Illuminati top.

The tortures in my arsenal include but aren't limited to facial contortion science, the mind knocker that blanks memory foam and crates a zombie state and human being on knees drooling while the mind simply rocks back and forth { tis a Grand Dragon marker}and I hold rights to the most heinous and feared.. flaying.

Its a honorable world in which we battle; one must take to give. I can order a being skinned alive because Ive peeled my cuticles since childhood..

The old leather guard is upset that I as a female have that one back, smiles.

Skull and bones... the threat is to submit via knees to declared authority less via thousands of years of ritual ones skull is dissolved.

Tis why royalty so often where such heavy head pieces marking highness and weight; security of their skull.

When threatened ad ordered to my knees for a commoner who planned to use access to intel resources to clone the offspring of future rivals in new world order establishments I demanded my own be melted first. o knees ever for dishonorable attacks on children or vulnerable human beings.

I am a protector.

The only time I have ever been driven to my own knees was by Mistress Sheree...the Masonic witch/ Lucifer hold. The spell begins with the feeling of thickening blood running backwards and the internal knowledge of possibly being stretched to death...then images float in as creepy little girls sing, "How far does the childs shadow fall..."

I had stretching/the rack covered via over forty shoulder dislocations personally endured over the years. But the spell is the oldest spontaneous combustion cast in the history of magic.

My own role in the galactic soap opera is as Venus... the morning star.

My blood is old and my genetics of the highest royal MONARCH lineage.

I am a LIFESTYLER.

I train, teach and secure targeted and naïve creatures exploring the worlds of magic and Sadism and masochism naively and dangerously.

I don't seek to use the tortures in my arsenal on any potential submissive.

Just understand who I am and why I live modestly and rather incognito so close to Ft. Knox.

All of that noted...

I'm seeking companionship.

Care and servitude.

From intelligent and evolved men, not boys, who understand that this is a complicated and magical world and who are seekers as much as novices or old schoolers.

I'll not be a leather clad prop in anyones kinky fantasy.

I am both a Sadist and a masochist and Im highly skilled.

Please don't contact me with requests or preferences, do so only if you'd like to genuinely ascend into sub space or demonstrate an ability to take me even higher into my own,

I'm too highly skilled and in too much of a set of complicated circumstances to be so poorly cared for but I argue for consent and fight for my right to choose so my struggles are continuous.

I need inspiration, care, and devotion.

In return I will give you immortality as a recorded companion of one of the most relevant players on the world stage.

And I'll train you as you should be trained.