All in all, I could be the intellectual, rather introverted girl next door. The one who you always were crushed on because you thought maybe she was obtainable. Maybe you could impress her with your smarts, and had a shot because you’re a nerd and she’s sort of a girl nerd, buried in a book.
I am here to put that little fantasy to bed. To Ol’ Yeller that little lamedick daydream once and for all. You will strike out, strike out SO hard with me. And this just draws you like a moth to the fire. I will always be honest with you about YOUR sexuality. Lame, inadequate, broken, and inverted as it is.
Here’s the deal. I’m an intellectual, alternative, (post)feminist art fucker who will decimate your ego with surgical precision and gleeful butch boot stomping.
If you like a little Derrida with your penile pinky pulling, I’m your go-to girl. And there isn’t one better.
Add on the fact that I’m an actual factual fetishist. I don’t NEED latex, leather, high heels, sleepsacks, Japanese hemp rope, electrotorture devices, and a transformation wardrobe to Dominate you. But fuck, man, fuck, isn’t it more FUN that way?
I think there’s something weird about those who say no. And because I love this shit, live and breathe it, I’m much more adept at verbalizing it, conjuring it up, and rocking the fuck out of your phone and your cam session.
What else do you need to know? I love music. I deserve presents. I lead a very clean and healthy and disciplined lifestyle. When I go to bars, I usually drink straight soda and fuck with people’s heads. Read the blog section to see what trips my trigger. Buy something off my gift list when the desire to please me becomes too, too much.
Yes, I say “fuck” a lot. I don’t think this cheapens me – class and earthiness don’t necessarily cancel one another out. If you need your little sexist fantasies about retro ladylike values stroked, go join the GOP and suck a dick.
Duration in SM – from the first time a man kissed my shoes and gave himself to me, till yesterday when I fastened my houseboy-husband’s spangly collar on his neck to start the day – 12 years. I’ve played with all genders, given workshops, given workshops to rooms filled with gay leathermen interested in humiliating boys, even.
You have found a heavy reality injection into the fabricated online world. Enjoy.
