You aren't a domme per se. At least you're pretty sure you aren't?
But there's something about when Simon is on his knees for you, his large brown eyes all soft, sweet and hazy as he attends to you.
Or when Johnny presents in his sweet way, waiting patiently for you to dole out his pleasure as you please.
Or when Kyle surrenders to your words, hands, tongue and toys - generously pliant and compliant.
Or when Johnathan, dear John, lets you hold him into the wee hours of the night - your arms, his shelter and his mouth, your throne.













