I love to be psychologically dominated. I love roleplay. I have lots of remote control toys to play with. Lots of regular toys to play with. Even remote lock boxes. All the restraints you could possibly think of. A full list of kinks and limits including TPE, reluctance, bondage, pet play, denial, rules, behavior modification, domestic discipline, toys, body writing, giving up control, humiliation, bratting...

It's actually a really big list though. You can treat it as my consent contract. Anything in that contract that has a rating, and isn't a hard limit, you can make me do it. And if I refuse to do it, then you should probably pin me down for some punishment.

My favorite role plays are the ones where I am somehow kidnapped or coerced into an inescapable scenario (your house, my house but you move in, some kind of dungeon, a factory) where I have to keep obeying or else. Maybe there's a fancy shock collar that can read my thoughts. Maybe you have power of attorney over me for some reason. Or maybe, in roleplay, you have some dirt on me that forces me to live with you and do whatever you want.

I love it when I'm made more dependent on my dom. Or when I'm given two choices but they would both force me to sink deeper into the dynamic. I love being made helpless as my ass is groped and you spank me over your knee. I love being forcefully reminded of my place in the dynamic. Forcefully not allowed to be unsubmissive or unaroused.

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I also love being given tiny little choices that seem easy, but over time add up to something that conditions me more and more. But of course I do it anyways, because not doing those tiny things would be more effort than just simply complying. You know? Passive foreplay.

Hard limits: blood, gore, scatt, public humiliation, size queen, extreme pain, anything that causes permanent damage, personally identifying information or media, snuff, chemical burns.