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(26M) First time locked by a younger Domme (22F) – Day 2: Face-fucked, sissied out in her roommate’s clothes & makeup (Part 2)

Part 1:

https://www.reddit.com/r/desiFemdomComm/s/Mx4aVZUuku

(Used Ai to rephrase and grammer)

Woke up around 8 still plugged, locked, and wearing her roommate’s panties from the night before. Rolled over and started cuddling her. She was in those tiny night shorts and a tight crop top. Took her a minute to wake up properly but once she did the teasing started straight away.

She pulled the crop top off but wouldn’t let me touch. Just kept pressing her tits against me, grinding her hips on the cage, yanking my hair every time I got too eager. My cock was straining so hard against the lock it was throbbing and my stomach was aching from the plug that had been buried in me all night. Eventually I had to ask permission to go to the bathroom and take it out. She let me, but made me thank her first.

Came back after pissing, washing up, and removing the plug. Wearing nothing but the cage. Found her half-asleep again with her legs loosely open. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes and just said, “Shorts off. Eat.”

First time seeing her pussy in person. Neatly trimmed, soft-looking, already shiny and wet. I leaned in and started licking and she immediately grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my face harder against her. She was properly dripping. After a few minutes she pushed me onto my back and climbed on, dropping her weight right onto my mouth. Petite girl but once she started properly riding and grinding it got intense. She was humping my face, smearing her wetness all over my nose and chin, using me. I could barely breathe and she didn’t care. Kept going until her thighs tightened and she came hard, flooding my mouth and covering my whole face in her cum. Then she just collapsed next to me, breathing heavy, looking a bit shy and fucked-out for a second.

We lay there for a while before getting up. Made breakfast and coffee together in the kitchen — me completely naked and caged, her in just a long t-shirt that barely covered her ass. While we were eating she casually said, “Don’t eat anything spicy today. I already know that ass is taking the big strap-on tonight.” The way she said it so matter-of-fact made my locked cock twitch.

Later we were sitting around and I started showing her some femdom videos and ideas. Meant to show her a feet thing with chocolate sauce. She scrolled further and stopped on a guy fully dressed as a sissy with makeup and lingerie. Looked over at me and asked if I’d be okay trying something like that.

I’d already worn her roommate’s panties the day before so I just nodded.

She told me to go shave my face again even though I’d done it the previous evening. It had already started feeling rough. Once I was smooth she called me into the roommate’s room.

Quick note on the roommate bitch also early 20s, thick, busty, full gothic style. Her closet was ridiculously neat, everything folded and hung like she had mild OCD. Made it easy. My girl started pulling things out: black lace panties, the matching bra, fishnet stockings, and some of her makeup. Ordered me to put it all on right there in the roommate’s room.

The bra was way too big for me. She yanked it tight across my chest, forced the clasp closed, then stuffed two extra pairs of panties into each cup so it filled out and looked proper. The stockings were tight and a bit short on my legs. Standing there in the roommate’s black lace, stuffed bra and fishnets already had me feeling filthy and owned.

She sat me down at the dressing table and started doing my makeup. Carefully drew on eyebrows, then used the roommate’s dark lipstick almost blackish-red. First time I’d ever had makeup on my face. When she finished she stepped back, stared at me for a long second and said, “Fuck… you look exactly like that bitch. Sexy as hell. I’ve always liked her style.”

Something in her switched after that. She shoved two fingers into my mouth and started gagging me, her other hand wrapped around my throat. I was already drooling down onto the stuffed bra. She pushed me into the makeup chair, stood infront of me, spat straight into my mouth for the first time, and told me to finger her. I did hard and deep. She kept gagging me with her fingers, spitting all over my face and into my open mouth, calling me by her roommate’s name the whole time. When she got close she grabbed my hair, slapped me across the face and came hard, moaning the name again while her legs shook.

My locked cock was leaking steadily the entire time, completely useless, just aching and dripping inside the cage while she used me like her roommate’s replacement slut.

She was fully in the fantasy by then.

Evening is when the bigger strap-on finally came out.

Part 3 soon.

(26M) First time locked by a younger Domme (22F) – Day 2: Face-fucked, sissied out in her roommate’s clothes & makeup (Part 2)

Part 1:

https://www.reddit.com/r/desiFemdomComm/s/Mx4aVZUuku

(Used Ai to rephrase and grammer)

Woke up around 8 still plugged, locked, and wearing her roommate’s panties from the night before. Rolled over and started cuddling her. She was in those tiny night shorts and a tight crop top. Took her a minute to wake up properly but once she did the teasing started straight away.

She pulled the crop top off but wouldn’t let me touch. Just kept pressing her tits against me, grinding her hips on the cage, yanking my hair every time I got too eager. My cock was straining so hard against the lock it was throbbing and my stomach was aching from the plug that had been buried in me all night. Eventually I had to ask permission to go to the bathroom and take it out. She let me, but made me thank her first.

Came back after pissing, washing up, and removing the plug. Wearing nothing but the cage. Found her half-asleep again with her legs loosely open. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes and just said, “Shorts off. Eat.”

First time seeing her pussy in person. Neatly trimmed, soft-looking, already shiny and wet. I leaned in and started licking and she immediately grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my face harder against her. She was properly dripping. After a few minutes she pushed me onto my back and climbed on, dropping her weight right onto my mouth. Petite girl but once she started properly riding and grinding it got intense. She was humping my face, smearing her wetness all over my nose and chin, using me. I could barely breathe and she didn’t care. Kept going until her thighs tightened and she came hard, flooding my mouth and covering my whole face in her cum. Then she just collapsed next to me, breathing heavy, looking a bit shy and fucked-out for a second.

We lay there for a while before getting up. Made breakfast and coffee together in the kitchen — me completely naked and caged, her in just a long t-shirt that barely covered her ass. While we were eating she casually said, “Don’t eat anything spicy today. I already know that ass is taking the big strap-on tonight.” The way she said it so matter-of-fact made my locked cock twitch.

Later we were sitting around and I started showing her some femdom videos and ideas. Meant to show her a feet thing with chocolate sauce. She scrolled further and stopped on a guy fully dressed as a sissy with makeup and lingerie. Looked over at me and asked if I’d be okay trying something like that.

I’d already worn her roommate’s panties the day before so I just nodded.

She told me to go shave my face again even though I’d done it the previous evening. It had already started feeling rough. Once I was smooth she called me into the roommate’s room.

Quick note on the roommate bitch also early 20s, thick, busty, full gothic style. Her closet was ridiculously neat, everything folded and hung like she had mild OCD. Made it easy. My girl started pulling things out: black lace panties, the matching bra, fishnet stockings, and some of her makeup. Ordered me to put it all on right there in the roommate’s room.

The bra was way too big for me. She yanked it tight across my chest, forced the clasp closed, then stuffed two extra pairs of panties into each cup so it filled out and looked proper. The stockings were tight and a bit short on my legs. Standing there in the roommate’s black lace, stuffed bra and fishnets already had me feeling filthy and owned.

She sat me down at the dressing table and started doing my makeup. Carefully drew on eyebrows, then used the roommate’s dark lipstick almost blackish-red. First time I’d ever had makeup on my face. When she finished she stepped back, stared at me for a long second and said, “Fuck… you look exactly like that bitch. Sexy as hell. I’ve always liked her style.”

Something in her switched after that. She shoved two fingers into my mouth and started gagging me, her other hand wrapped around my throat. I was already drooling down onto the stuffed bra. She pushed me into the makeup chair, stood infront of me, spat straight into my mouth for the first time, and told me to finger her. I did hard and deep. She kept gagging me with her fingers, spitting all over my face and into my open mouth, calling me by her roommate’s name the whole time. When she got close she grabbed my hair, slapped me across the face and came hard, moaning the name again while her legs shook.

My locked cock was leaking steadily the entire time, completely useless, just aching and dripping inside the cage while she used me like her roommate’s replacement slut.

She was fully in the fantasy by then.

Evening is when the bigger strap-on finally came out.

Part 3 soon.

Part 1:

https://www.reddit.com/r/desiFemdomComm/s/Mx4aVZUuku

(Used Ai to rephrase and grammer)

Woke up around 8 still plugged, locked, and wearing her roommate’s panties from the night before. Rolled over and started cuddling her. She was in those tiny night shorts and a tight crop top. Took her a minute to wake up properly but once she did the teasing started straight away.

She pulled the crop top off but wouldn’t let me touch. Just kept pressing her tits against me, grinding her hips on the cage, yanking my hair every time I got too eager. My cock was straining so hard against the lock it was throbbing and my stomach was aching from the plug that had been buried in me all night. Eventually I had to ask permission to go to the bathroom and take it out. She let me, but made me thank her first.

Came back after pissing, washing up, and removing the plug. Wearing nothing but the cage. Found her half-asleep again with her legs loosely open. She looked at me through half-lidded eyes and just said, “Shorts off. Eat.”

First time seeing her pussy in person. Neatly trimmed, soft-looking, already shiny and wet. I leaned in and started licking and she immediately grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced my face harder against her. She was properly dripping. After a few minutes she pushed me onto my back and climbed on, dropping her weight right onto my mouth. Petite girl but once she started properly riding and grinding it got intense. She was humping my face, smearing her wetness all over my nose and chin, using me. I could barely breathe and she didn’t care. Kept going until her thighs tightened and she came hard, flooding my mouth and covering my whole face in her cum. Then she just collapsed next to me, breathing heavy, looking a bit shy and fucked-out for a second.

We lay there for a while before getting up. Made breakfast and coffee together in the kitchen — me completely naked and caged, her in just a long t-shirt that barely covered her ass. While we were eating she casually said, “Don’t eat anything spicy today. I already know that ass is taking the big strap-on tonight.” The way she said it so matter-of-fact made my locked cock twitch.

Later we were sitting around and I started showing her some femdom videos and ideas. Meant to show her a feet thing with chocolate sauce. She scrolled further and stopped on a guy fully dressed as a sissy with makeup and lingerie. Looked over at me and asked if I’d be okay trying something like that.

I’d already worn her roommate’s panties the day before so I just nodded.

She told me to go shave my face again even though I’d done it the previous evening. It had already started feeling rough. Once I was smooth she called me into the roommate’s room.

Quick note on the roommate bitch also early 20s, thick, busty, full gothic style. Her closet was ridiculously neat, everything folded and hung like she had mild OCD. Made it easy. My girl started pulling things out: black lace panties, the matching bra, fishnet stockings, and some of her makeup. Ordered me to put it all on right there in the roommate’s room.

The bra was way too big for me. She yanked it tight across my chest, forced the clasp closed, then stuffed two extra pairs of panties into each cup so it filled out and looked proper. The stockings were tight and a bit short on my legs. Standing there in the roommate’s black lace, stuffed bra and fishnets already had me feeling filthy and owned.

She sat me down at the dressing table and started doing my makeup. Carefully drew on eyebrows, then used the roommate’s dark lipstick almost blackish-red. First time I’d ever had makeup on my face. When she finished she stepped back, stared at me for a long second and said, “Fuck… you look exactly like that bitch. Sexy as hell. I’ve always liked her style.”

Something in her switched after that. She shoved two fingers into my mouth and started gagging me, her other hand wrapped around my throat. I was already drooling down onto the stuffed bra. She pushed me into the makeup chair, stood infront of me, spat straight into my mouth for the first time, and told me to finger her. I did hard and deep. She kept gagging me with her fingers, spitting all over my face and into my open mouth, calling me by her roommate’s name the whole time. When she got close she grabbed my hair, slapped me across the face and came hard, moaning the name again while her legs shook.

My locked cock was leaking steadily the entire time, completely useless, just aching and dripping inside the cage while she used me like her roommate’s replacement slut.

She was fully in the fantasy by then.

Evening is when the bigger strap-on finally came out.

Part 3 soon.

So this happened a little while ago and I still can’t stop thinking about it. (I used Ai to craft this and for correction purposes)

I’m 26, from South India. She’s 22, from Gurgaon. Matched on a dating platform. Started talking and within the first few days I told her I’m into submission. She didn’t freak out or anything she got genuinely curious and then properly into it. Loved the power dynamic. She’s a working professional, earns good money, lives in another city, so for the first 3-4 months everything stayed online.

She ordered me a small butt plug first, then a bigger one. Made me wear them on cam, talked me through it, watched my face the whole time. Then she bought a silicone chastity cage and kept it with her. She was clear she didn’t want me putting it on myself or locking over video. She wanted the first time she locked a cock to be mine, in person, with her own hands. That thought alone kept both of us going for weeks.

We watched a lot of femdom videos together on screen share. She was really into SPH. I’m not big to begin with and she never let me forget it. She’d make me stroke while she commented on how small it looked, how useless it was next to the toys she was planning to use. Slowly she got into pegging too. We looked at strap-ons together and she ordered two different sizes. When her roommate went home for a few days she invited me over for four days. I took the train with the plugs in my bag and a stomach full of nerves.

Day 1

I got there wiped out from travel and crashed until evening. She came home from work, walked into the room, looked at me still dressed and just made me to strip.

I did. She stepped in, kissed me, then grabbed my balls and squeezed hard enough that my legs went weak. She looked down and made a face at the hair. Handed me her shaving kit and told me to shave everything cock, balls, the lot. Door open. She sat on the bed watching the whole time.

I stood there naked shaving myself while she stared. When I finished she came to the doorway and said if I shaved my beard and moustache as well she’d reward me. She said it all soft and teasing, standing there with her nipples showing through her top. I hesitated, then did it. I looked in the mirror after and barely recognised myself completely smooth, face included.

She walked in, turned the jet spray on my freshly shaved dick until I was shivering, then took out the cage she’d been holding onto for months. Looked me in the eyes and said she’d been waiting to do this. She locked me up slowly, carefully, adjusting it until it sat exactly how she wanted. First time she’d ever locked anyone. When the lock clicked she put the key on the cupboard and locked away and gave the cage a little tug.

Then she told me to put the plug in. I bent over the sink and worked it in while she watched. Once it was seated she went into her roommate’s room and came back with a pair of her friend’s panties. Her roommate is plus size, she’s petite, so they were loose on me. She held them out and said “These. Under your clothes. We’re going out.”

I put them on. The front of the panties cupped the cage in a way that felt filthy. She got me dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and we left.

Walking around the city with a locked cock, a plug shifting every step, and someone else’s panties under my clothes was insane. She kept glancing at me with this little private smile. Every now and then she’d brush her hand over the front of my jeans just long enough to remind me what was under there. We stopped for coffee. She made me order while she stood close, hand resting on the small of my back right above the plug.

Back at the flat she pushed me against the door the second it closed, kissed me hard, then reached down and squeezed the cage through the panties.

“Look at you,” she said. “All smooth, locked by me for the first time, wearing someone else’s underwear, plugged. And that little thing is already trying.” She gave the cage another slow tug. “We’re just getting started.”

She made me strip again but left the panties on, then kneel while she changed. Sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open and had me crawl over so she could inspect everything — the smooth skin, how the cage sat, how deep the plug was. Ran her fingers over my balls, pinched them lightly, and talked about how small and useless my cock looked locked up. Made me thank her for every comment. She kept touching the cage like she still couldn’t quite believe she’d finally put it on me.

That night the key stayed with her. She made me try to edge through the cage while she described in detail how the bigger strap-on was going to feel when she finally used it on me. Every time I got close she made me stop and just stayed still with the plug inside me.

Went to sleep still locked, still plugged, still in her friend’s panties, completely smooth, owned by a girl four years younger than me who’d spent months getting me ready for this and had deliberately waited until we were face to face so she could be the one to lock me for the first time.

This whole experience properly defined me into femdom and full slave dynamics. It wasn’t just hot it clicked something in me that I don’t think I can go back from. Looking forward to exploring a lot more of this side of myself.

Part 2 will cover the next three days when she actually puts the strap-on on and everything that follows.

So this happened a little while ago and I still can’t stop thinking about it. (I used Ai to craft this and for correction purposes)

I’m 26, from South India. She’s 22, from Gurgaon. Matched on a dating platform. Started talking and within the first few days I told her I’m into submission. She didn’t freak out or anything she got genuinely curious and then properly into it. Loved the power dynamic. She’s a working professional, earns good money, lives in another city, so for the first 3-4 months everything stayed online.

She ordered me a small butt plug first, then a bigger one. Made me wear them on cam, talked me through it, watched my face the whole time. Then she bought a silicone chastity cage and kept it with her. She was clear she didn’t want me putting it on myself or locking over video. She wanted the first time she locked a cock to be mine, in person, with her own hands. That thought alone kept both of us going for weeks.

We watched a lot of femdom videos together on screen share. She was really into SPH. I’m not big to begin with and she never let me forget it. She’d make me stroke while she commented on how small it looked, how useless it was next to the toys she was planning to use. Slowly she got into pegging too. We looked at strap-ons together and she ordered two different sizes. When her roommate went home for a few days she invited me over for four days. I took the train with the plugs in my bag and a stomach full of nerves.

Day 1

I got there wiped out from travel and crashed until evening. She came home from work, walked into the room, looked at me still dressed and just made me to strip.

I did. She stepped in, kissed me, then grabbed my balls and squeezed hard enough that my legs went weak. She looked down and made a face at the hair. Handed me her shaving kit and told me to shave everything cock, balls, the lot. Door open. She sat on the bed watching the whole time.

I stood there naked shaving myself while she stared. When I finished she came to the doorway and said if I shaved my beard and moustache as well she’d reward me. She said it all soft and teasing, standing there with her nipples showing through her top. I hesitated, then did it. I looked in the mirror after and barely recognised myself completely smooth, face included.

She walked in, turned the jet spray on my freshly shaved dick until I was shivering, then took out the cage she’d been holding onto for months. Looked me in the eyes and said she’d been waiting to do this. She locked me up slowly, carefully, adjusting it until it sat exactly how she wanted. First time she’d ever locked anyone. When the lock clicked she put the key on the cupboard and locked away and gave the cage a little tug.

Then she told me to put the plug in. I bent over the sink and worked it in while she watched. Once it was seated she went into her roommate’s room and came back with a pair of her friend’s panties. Her roommate is plus size, she’s petite, so they were loose on me. She held them out and said “These. Under your clothes. We’re going out.”

I put them on. The front of the panties cupped the cage in a way that felt filthy. She got me dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and we left.

Walking around the city with a locked cock, a plug shifting every step, and someone else’s panties under my clothes was insane. She kept glancing at me with this little private smile. Every now and then she’d brush her hand over the front of my jeans just long enough to remind me what was under there. We stopped for coffee. She made me order while she stood close, hand resting on the small of my back right above the plug.

Back at the flat she pushed me against the door the second it closed, kissed me hard, then reached down and squeezed the cage through the panties.

“Look at you,” she said. “All smooth, locked by me for the first time, wearing someone else’s underwear, plugged. And that little thing is already trying.” She gave the cage another slow tug. “We’re just getting started.”

She made me strip again but left the panties on, then kneel while she changed. Sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open and had me crawl over so she could inspect everything — the smooth skin, how the cage sat, how deep the plug was. Ran her fingers over my balls, pinched them lightly, and talked about how small and useless my cock looked locked up. Made me thank her for every comment. She kept touching the cage like she still couldn’t quite believe she’d finally put it on me.

That night the key stayed with her. She made me try to edge through the cage while she described in detail how the bigger strap-on was going to feel when she finally used it on me. Every time I got close she made me stop and just stayed still with the plug inside me.

Went to sleep still locked, still plugged, still in her friend’s panties, completely smooth, owned by a girl four years younger than me who’d spent months getting me ready for this and had deliberately waited until we were face to face so she could be the one to lock me for the first time.

This whole experience properly defined me into femdom and full slave dynamics. It wasn’t just hot it clicked something in me that I don’t think I can go back from. Looking forward to exploring a lot more of this side of myself.

Part 2 will cover the next three days when she actually puts the strap-on on and everything that follows.

So this happened a little while ago and I still can’t stop thinking about it. (I used Ai to craft this and for correction purposes)

I’m 26, from South India. She’s 22, from Gurgaon. Matched on a dating platform. Started talking and within the first few days I told her I’m into submission. She didn’t freak out or anything she got genuinely curious and then properly into it. Loved the power dynamic. She’s a working professional, earns good money, lives in another city, so for the first 3-4 months everything stayed online.

She ordered me a small butt plug first, then a bigger one. Made me wear them on cam, talked me through it, watched my face the whole time. Then she bought a silicone chastity cage and kept it with her. She was clear she didn’t want me putting it on myself or locking over video. She wanted the first time she locked a cock to be mine, in person, with her own hands. That thought alone kept both of us going for weeks.

We watched a lot of femdom videos together on screen share. She was really into SPH. I’m not big to begin with and she never let me forget it. She’d make me stroke while she commented on how small it looked, how useless it was next to the toys she was planning to use. Slowly she got into pegging too. We looked at strap-ons together and she ordered two different sizes. When her roommate went home for a few days she invited me over for four days. I took the train with the plugs in my bag and a stomach full of nerves.

Day 1

I got there wiped out from travel and crashed until evening. She came home from work, walked into the room, looked at me still dressed and just made me to strip.

I did. She stepped in, kissed me, then grabbed my balls and squeezed hard enough that my legs went weak. She looked down and made a face at the hair. Handed me her shaving kit and told me to shave everything cock, balls, the lot. Door open. She sat on the bed watching the whole time.

I stood there naked shaving myself while she stared. When I finished she came to the doorway and said if I shaved my beard and moustache as well she’d reward me. She said it all soft and teasing, standing there with her nipples showing through her top. I hesitated, then did it. I looked in the mirror after and barely recognised myself completely smooth, face included.

She walked in, turned the jet spray on my freshly shaved dick until I was shivering, then took out the cage she’d been holding onto for months. Looked me in the eyes and said she’d been waiting to do this. She locked me up slowly, carefully, adjusting it until it sat exactly how she wanted. First time she’d ever locked anyone. When the lock clicked she put the key on the cupboard and locked away and gave the cage a little tug.

Then she told me to put the plug in. I bent over the sink and worked it in while she watched. Once it was seated she went into her roommate’s room and came back with a pair of her friend’s panties. Her roommate is plus size, she’s petite, so they were loose on me. She held them out and said “These. Under your clothes. We’re going out.”

I put them on. The front of the panties cupped the cage in a way that felt filthy. She got me dressed in jeans and a t-shirt and we left.

Walking around the city with a locked cock, a plug shifting every step, and someone else’s panties under my clothes was insane. She kept glancing at me with this little private smile. Every now and then she’d brush her hand over the front of my jeans just long enough to remind me what was under there. We stopped for coffee. She made me order while she stood close, hand resting on the small of my back right above the plug.

Back at the flat she pushed me against the door the second it closed, kissed me hard, then reached down and squeezed the cage through the panties.

“Look at you,” she said. “All smooth, locked by me for the first time, wearing someone else’s underwear, plugged. And that little thing is already trying.” She gave the cage another slow tug. “We’re just getting started.”

She made me strip again but left the panties on, then kneel while she changed. Sat on the edge of the bed with her legs open and had me crawl over so she could inspect everything — the smooth skin, how the cage sat, how deep the plug was. Ran her fingers over my balls, pinched them lightly, and talked about how small and useless my cock looked locked up. Made me thank her for every comment. She kept touching the cage like she still couldn’t quite believe she’d finally put it on me.

That night the key stayed with her. She made me try to edge through the cage while she described in detail how the bigger strap-on was going to feel when she finally used it on me. Every time I got close she made me stop and just stayed still with the plug inside me.

Went to sleep still locked, still plugged, still in her friend’s panties, completely smooth, owned by a girl four years younger than me who’d spent months getting me ready for this and had deliberately waited until we were face to face so she could be the one to lock me for the first time.

This whole experience properly defined me into femdom and full slave dynamics. It wasn’t just hot it clicked something in me that I don’t think I can go back from. Looking forward to exploring a lot more of this side of myself.

Part 2 will cover the next three days when she actually puts the strap-on on and everything that follows.

25 Year old service oriented submissive male looking for mistress or couples

I’m a 25-year-old submissive male from India, working as a IT professional. I’m 6ft tall with an average build and a genuine desire to serve.

I’m looking for a real Dominant Mistress to whom I can offer my complete obedience and service. I’m a service-oriented sub who finds deep fulfillment in obeying, serving, and being useful. I also enjoy light to moderate humiliation, being put in my place, and knowing I exist to please my Mistress.

I’m not looking for anything paid or professional only a genuine power exchange with someone who truly enjoys dominance. I’m discreet, respectful, and serious about this dynamic.

If you’re an experienced (or genuinely interested) dominant woman who would enjoy having a devoted, obedient boy at your feet, please message me. Tell me a little about what kind of dynamic you’re looking for.

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I’m looking for a real Dominant Mistress to whom I can offer my complete obedience and service. I’m a service-oriented sub who finds deep fulfillment in obeying, serving, and being useful. I also enjoy light to moderate humiliation, being put in my place, and knowing I exist to please my Mistress.

I’m not looking for anything paid or professional only a genuine power exchange with someone who truly enjoys dominance. I’m discreet, respectful, and serious about this dynamic.

If you’re an experienced (or genuinely interested) dominant woman who would enjoy having a devoted, obedient boy at your feet, please message me. Tell me a little about what kind of dynamic you’re looking for.