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A History:
Adept in the art of sadism and many other forms of fetishism (those which I enjoy) my journey of the sadist indulgence started when I was destitute and 18 - I became a phone Mistress and quickly learnt the perverse concepts and forms that inhabited others' minds that I had believed to be unique to my own, that were subsequently put into practice; although I had as a child/early teen been one of great perception, imagination and early awakening.
Later on in life in my early twenties I returned to education (after my exclusion aged 13) and am now post-grad educated (in both Science and the Arts) however I believe that I have always held to (and still do) the following saying:
"The only way is one's own"
My sadistic trait has been something that I have, throughout certain times in my life, recognised and ignored, hated and cherished. Nowadays it is encouraged, cultured and treasured. I find that I am naturally gifted with regard to psychological intuition and intelligence - trust Me and let Me take you over...
My Aims and Objectives:
Consider Me an assertive but polite gentlewoman when taking an interest in My vintage fetish and One who transpires to the other extreme when and as She pleases - attempting and reaching devastation - carrying out My darkest scenarios on you.
I am interested in meeting a potentially perfect slave/sub - that that wants to be crafted, moulded and exacted to My standards, to be put through My system; showing My love through punishment and taking the psyche to the very edge, testing standards and exploring boundaries and limits: all of which are within My agenda. And I do prefer to be around those who are educated and cultured and those who can greatly appreciate a woman of substance, curiosity and opinion.
Words from some of my sluts:
"If it is possible or advisable for my heart to warm to one who could pain me so much, it has...As I have read once, the definition of style is the shortest distance between two full stops. You have style."
" Being brutalised at your leisure, sleeping or rather lying awake chained hand and foot and collared
as a piece of flesh to inflict horror upon or more rarely tenderness (the flinch at your unexpected
kindness). Mistress, I hope I slowly improve for your uses. I try to take the strap with less objection
(and indeed, miss it greatly when it is denied) but know that I must work harder on the larger
of your c*cks. Your slut is glad that he bled for you."
"My service has always been something that lies in your beautiful cruel hand."
"I cannot describe the absolute depth of my terror! And still I do not understand how tender and utterly yours I feel after those dark moments."
"You can be extremely nasty and skilled about it too"
"I felt like a human pet"
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