I know that you boys sit around cruising the majesty of internet porn sites where scantily clad or even shockingly nude females display their bounty of beauty for your visual and physical delight,therefore you have associated this image with Dommes that you come into contact with..alas little vermin the reality is far from your fantasies. I can hear the gasps thrust from your throats,and the disheartened whispers begging for it not to be so,but it is lol.
Did you truly believe that ladies sat around in latex and leather while checking messages,posting tidbits,and tweeting on twitter? How sad and disillusioned if you did. Like most women I actually tend to spend my hours in the clothing I find most comfortable,which is definitely not skin hugging,flesh revealing, tantalizing erotic imagery to tease the senses and cocks of those I choose to share my time with. Boo hoo for me to have shed light and shattered your wank fest daydreams. Seriously though I would hope that none of you lack the intellect to have already grasped this.
Let's dispel some of the other prevailing fallacies shall we. Holy shit guess what! I do not come to park my divine ass in my computer chair fully dolled up with the perfection of make up and coiffed hair either. Those with the powers of observation would have already noted that I seldom share photos of myself glossed to the nines. Quite the opposite,I grant you the privilege of seeing me just as I am...sans artifices. Does this in anyway detract from my appeal? Yes I have no doubt that for some it does,but you know what?? I could care less...and those seeking to serve a flesh and blood Goddess should not either.
Onto the subject of self manipulating masturbation. Rarely and believe me the term rarely is being generous...do I ever engage in it. Who the hell came up with the myth that women cannot keep their hands from petting kitties and suffer from extreme nymphomania? Oh ya a man did lmao.
Truth be told,I have a man in my life that meets and exceeds my needs and desires...ergo I have absolutely no craving to do so myself.
I am a mean, angry, abused, misandrist narcissistic bitch that gets off on putting men in their accurate place..ehh no just playing with you. I am not mean(cruel at times when earned),nor am I angry with life or circumstances,just as I bear no hatred for males(my hero in life is one) as for abused sheesh please..and as to narcissistic(nope). I am kind to animals,children and strangers for the most part. How is it then that I dare to call myself a sadistic Goddess if I refute the adjectives most closely aligned with the title? Simple,I love the suffering of (consenting)lowly males for my pleasure..I actually get tingly making inferiors bow to my will in degradation and humiliation. What can I say..it just does it for me!
Now for any of you that swallowed the load dicks keep trying to play off as reality,then do be a good dumbass and give yourself some congratulatory self-flagellation :D
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