Back in Brussels.....are you ready to meet The Most Deliciously Divine Domina again?
Amazing to discover worthwhile persons among the usual number of insignificant worms that surround all the planet. More than 99% of human trash on a planet soon-to-be auto destroyed. Fortunately, some exceptions deserve attention. And not just as slaves, some human beings of any gender or sexual inclination are a source of intellectual interest. At least for that, its good to be an overselective Domina, and smash the emails of the unworthy. Lets keep it ice cold, from all parts. But lets read something cool, for a change....
Not that I want to nor would ever be the prey but sometimes I experience lassitude as I am always the hunter. I have more balls than any man I know. More brains too. I am tired of being tired by tiring men.
I am deeply superior to any man I know. In fact there is no one I know who is at my level. And most men are simply pathetic annoying mutts, lowly stupid amoebas, they don't even know how to approach me. I actually appreciate those who attempt to do so, because staring until your eyes pop out of your head, or standing in front of me, trying but failing not to look, at my breasts as your mouth opens and closes and no words come out is very dull for me. Do your synapses fail to fire neurons upon contact with my beauty and intellect?
I am certain that's why men like being my slave as detailed instructions, step by step guidance, discipline, clarity of action and words enables their little cerebral cortexes to function a little better.
Finding an equal is like looking for a needle in a world made of haystacks after all I have: stunning looks; an amazing body with perfect breasts, round tush, long shapely legs, smooth firm lean stomach; blue blood; brains; education; a cultivated mind and I am sexually liberated.
don't go knocking on forbidden doors unless you are ready to walk in...
looking beyond the obvious
approaching a closed off area
opening to the unknown
remembering something important
sensing the secret and hidden
seeking what is concealed
acknowledging the Shadow