“Yes, I am cruel—since you take so much delight in that word-and am I not entitled to be so? Man is the one who desires, woman the one who is desired. This is woman’s entire but decisive advantage. Through his passion nature has given man into woman’s hands, and the woman who does not know how to make him her subject, her slave, her toy, and how to betray him with a smile in the end is not wise.”
― Leopold von Sacher-Masoch, Venus in Fur
I’m the result of the petite, precocious nymphette who early in life realized the power she held over men and grew into it led by instinct and a voracious appetite for bending them to her will.
Sophisticated, sagacious and sadistic, I’m an exquisite little thing thirsting to make of those willing, the perfect canvas to paint my lashes, welts, and bruises on, in perfect sacrifice and adoration of me.
Simultaneously, I retain a flirtatious, coquettish attitude with a touch of whimsy about me. I am playful and enjoy the pleasure that comes with laughter.
“With all my knowledge and intuition I could never entirely predict you. I can feed the caterpillar, I can whisper through the chrysalis, but what hatches follows its own nature and is beyond me.”
― Hannibal Lecter
I dislike those with a jejune air about them. A lack of intellectual curiosity, shortness in creativity or a sense of humor will find themselves deprived of what I have to offer.
It would go without saying that no two sessions are the same, each being its own arena for us to perform a unique piece of erotic theater customized to both our preferences.
A true sadomasochist, I bring with me double the amount of knowledge and expertise. Especially in all that involves intense sensation and psychological domination.
Tease and denial
Humiliation (verbal or otherwise)