There are a hundred reasons why you'd never be caught dead with me in public, a million more why you'd never want anyone to know where it is you sneak off to with me or what happens when you get there. Heaven forbid they find out that not only do you need it, crave it, heck you might even be addicted to it, you can't help but pay me to do it again and again, to use your body for my pleasure, to humiliate and control you. To make your mind and body mine for the few hours we share when ever you can afford to get away with me.

Tonight is one of those nights, you've managed to convince everyone you are off doing something with someone else, you've managed to pick up the new set of shoes I insisted on your bringing, and now here you are in the car on the way over to my place. The loft in the arts district, the place that you'd never be suspected of spending an evening, and if you were people would assume you were a patron of the arts in one way or another. But we both know whats really happening there.

You are serving me, pleasing me, taking the pain I feel you need, the fucking I want you to have, worshipping me the way a goddess should be worshipped. All because you can't admit to the world just who you are in the bedroom, my a delightful submissive plaything for confident woman.

Who you are is open to ideas. I am open to every gender expression, and honestly if you are non-white I certainly would find that hot too.

So for this scene I'm looking for partners intersted in humiliation, body worship, findom, ass play, strap on play, light bondage, perhaps blackmail. Spanking/slapping, orgasm control, are all on the table as well.

Tell me a bit about my guest, help me understand who you are and why you need me in that first message.