Red Sexy Heels

      Nick Freeman at Fine Art America

You had the power all along, my dear.

Glinda the Good Witch

When you submit to me, you give up ego and surrender to bliss. The everyday trivialities that weigh you down and drain your humanity are instantly gone. You are now in service to only ME. I will make your decisions, guide your explorations, instruct your desires.

You will be healed.

You will be new.

You will be complete.

You will be MINE.

Usually when I do a #FeedbackFriday I am featuring actual reviews I’ve received for the FemDom adventures I’ve taken my wonderful and appreciative callers on. But my boys do communicate with me outside of those calls and I’ve been collecting them. These are from texts, emails, twitter and private messages. And this is why I adore these guys just as much as they adore me (even if I do occasionally make them masturbate into the circle I made them draw on the wall):

I obsess about you.
I want to be broken and violated by you.
I want to surrender beyond my imagining.

My beautiful owner makes me proud to be a slave, long to bear her marks, and strive to be worthy of service.

You own me by right of conquest and hold me by silken bonds.
All that I am is yours to take and to use.

You spoil me with your gracious affection and erotic attention.
You intrigue me with your philosophy and humor.
You are something very special, dearest Angel.

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My sun. My moon. My world. You are these and more, and I am completely yours.

You are a lovely Mistress. And the most joyous words I can ever say are: “I am Angela’s”

I am ever more enamored of you.
I will always belong to you.

Dear Cruel Mistress
I am insane with lust for you.
I want to eat you. I want to taste every part of your woman’s body.
I want to taste my bloody lips from your kiss.
I want to be covered in you.
I want to explode within you and clean you with my tongue.
I want to be whipped and pegged.
I want tears of pain, tears of frustration, tears of relief, and tears of joy.

Sometimes I am embarrassed that a text can make me hard. Not this time.

You are a stunning version of human virtue and sexuality. Any man would be honored to know you, and should be overloaded with joy. I am. And I am thankful to have been accepted.

Thank you for cuckolding me tonight.
I am greedy for your passion,
for a chance to dive in to your head and be destroyed.
My senses are starved for you.