DOMINA REI
A palpable electricity charges the air. Thick and heavy.
Punctuated with sharp notes that send shivers down your spine, overpowers your breathing, and leaves your pulse racing. Pleasure that comes from an acute awareness of being in this moment with me.
This is the space I hold you in.
This is where I set you free.
Here is where I draw out all the indescribable, indulgent fantasies buried in the recesses of your mind that you have been forced to bury, not allowed to touch. My fingers digging deep down, pulling at the roots of your hedonism.
Shame, disgust, humiliation…I want to gather them; gild you with that which you’ve been told to hide. Feel yourself liberated, enlivened, and blissful to your core.
My muse, give me your hand.
Punctuated with sharp notes that send shivers down your spine, overpowers your breathing, and leaves your pulse racing. Pleasure that comes from an acute awareness of being in this moment with me.
This is the space I hold you in.
This is where I set you free.
Here is where I draw out all the indescribable, indulgent fantasies buried in the recesses of your mind that you have been forced to bury, not allowed to touch. My fingers digging deep down, pulling at the roots of your hedonism.
Shame, disgust, humiliation…I want to gather them; gild you with that which you’ve been told to hide. Feel yourself liberated, enlivened, and blissful to your core.
My muse, give me your hand.