u/findom_pixie

Isn't it funny, that you can be so terribly, terribly triggered by words? There's a power in wordplay that transcends images, for a certain type of person. Perhaps you're a deep thinker, or you love to read, or you have a particularly cerebral job. It's okay to let go, you know. You don't have to be so tightly wound all the time; not here; not with me.

Perhaps it starts with an acrostic. It's a particularly 

Simple and highly 

Effective way of

Needling into that

Dirty, dirty brain of yours -

Now... 

Other times, it won't be so obvious. Maybe we talk anon about little things; your life, your hobbies and interests. Slowly you find yourself getting hard when we speak. You leak a little. What's the harm in that? Except you find yourself thinking about me, more and more. Perhaps you tell me things, private things... Secrets...

You're so weak, aren't you? But there's a sweetness, to your weakness. A little gift, to catch my attention. Maybe a glass of wine. Then a few coffees. A spa day. You don't realise that you're rewiring your brain, right now, do you? Your presents aren't just tokens, they're hush money - because even though you're safe here, there's still an element that feels... Dangerous. Seductive. Deviant. Hopelessly entangled in a soft, silken web...

You're right where you need to be, darling. And I'm waiting for you.

That you can be so terribly, terribly triggered by words? There's a power in wordplay that transcends images, for a certain type of sub. Perhaps you're a deep thinker, or you love to read, or you have a particularly cerebral job. It's okay to let go, you know. You don't have to be so tightly wound all the time; not here; not with me.

Perhaps it starts with an acrostic. It's a particularly

Simple and highly

Effective way of

Needling into that

Dirty, dirty brain of yours -

Now...

Other times, it won't be so obvious. Maybe we talk anon about little things; your life, your hobbies and interests. Slowly you find yourself getting hard when we speak. You leak a little. What's the harm in that? Except you find yourself thinking about me, more and more.

You're so weak, aren't you? But there's a sweetness, to your weakness. A little gift, to catch my attention. Maybe a glass of wine. Then a few coffees. A spa day. Oh - you're paying my rent...? Well, nevermind; you know that money was mine from the day we started speaking.

It doesn't bother you that your wallet is empty, because my dulcet English tones have emptied your balls, too: over, and over, and over, to the sound of my Throne email notification (it's a pig oinking, for maximum amusement, on my part).

I don't even need to tell you to cum back soon (it was perfectly deliberate, that time). You're already here, piggy purse in hand, aren't you?

I made a tongue-in-cheek post yesterday with a simulated "face reveal" that I made using AI.

I appreciate that a lot of people dislike AI; I never really use it for anything (and especially not my posts - everything I write is written by me).

u/Whitesocks190 and I got downvoted into oblivion by... Well, mysterious people who seem to be unable to actually voice their opinions. Even better, some of my other recent posts got downvoted too.

If you don't like something, say it. I'm a girl's girl, and I love this group, but the totally random outpouring of, dare I say - annoyance? rudeness? unsupportive behaviour? - really took me by surprise.

If you're going to be a petty motherfucker, take that shit elsewhere, because none of us need that energy (me included).

I'll await the downvotes on this post too from whoever wants to put their jealous "mean girl" vibes out into the universe today... 🤷‍♀️

/end rant

I know you crave my control... Your addiction strengthening each time we talk. Whenever you hear my sweet English accent, you lose another brain cell. Deliciously mindfucked into a melted, gooning mess. Deeper and deeper you go, down the rabbit hole...

Over time, we talk more and more. Perhaps casually, like friends. A little information leaked; what's the harm in that? Carefully, quietly, I'm learning about you. Your likes, your desires. Your darkest secrets. They're all with me, safely. But for how long?

Gentle encouragement. Edge your cock for me; tell me your home address. Where do you work...? Jerk it harder. Let that precum escape you like your information does. You've never known anything hotter than being blackmailed by me: your Goddess; your Siren; your Muse. That's my voice, calling you to the rocks.

Accept your fate. We both know this is where you belong. My DMs are open to willing victims. Come to me with a budget, a safe word, and a desire to be strung out in the most delicious way possible by the woman you don't dare to dream about.

What is it about being extorted that tickles your brain in just the right way?  Is it something about the idea of a powerful woman slowly, discreetly, intimately extracting all of your secrets from you...?

Perhaps it's the threat of exposure; does your cock twitch a little, when you think about what it would feel like to disobey, and face the consequences?  But you wouldn't do that now...  Or would you?  

You will be bent to my will, melting for me, mindfucked into a mindless, drooling mess.  I am more than excellent at what I do, and I will milk you dry of both your cum and your information.  The question is not whether or not you will submit to me, but when.

I am an experienced findomme of 10+ years, and blackmail simps are my favourite.  Come to me with an open mind, a weekly budget, and a willingness to serve...  See you in my DMs. 💌

Let's play a little game... 10 questions - only £25 to play.

I'll ask you ten, mostly harmless questions. Learning just a little about you, to prime you for what's to come next. Some part of you wants to share everything, doesn't it? Your cock twitches every time you receive the next question and you type your answer. You're leaking now, darling. Precum everywhere.

You know you want this - you need this. My sweet English voice, slowly teasing your information from you. What will I do with all your details? Well, that's what you're waiting to discover. You're here browsing r/ExtortionKink, after all.

Why don't you DM me, sweetheart? I'm the thrill you're craving. It won't hurt much, I promise...

I know you crave my control... Your addiction strengthening each time we talk. Whenever you hear my sweet English accent, you lose another brain cell. Deliciously mindfucked into a melted, gooning mess. Deeper and deeper you go, down the rabbit hole...

Over time, we talk more and more. Perhaps casually, like friends. A little information leaked; what's the harm in that? Carefully, quietly, I'm learning about you. Your likes, your desires. Your darkest secrets. They're all with me, safely. But for how long?

Gentle encouragement. Edge your cock for me; tell me your home address. Where do you work...? Jerk it harder. Let that precum escape you like your information does. You've never known anything hotter than being blackmailed by me: your Goddess; your Siren; your Muse. That's my voice, calling you to the rocks. 

Accept your fate. We both know this is where you belong. My DMs are open to willing victims. Come to me with a budget, a safe word, and a desire to be strung out in the most delicious way possible by the woman you don't dare to dream about.

Hey ladies (& lurking subs),

I've been a faceless findomme from the start, and I've enjoyed a decent success in this capacity. All the NSFW things I've done online for the last few years have been without showing my face.

However, I'm starting to wonder... Do I share more of myself with my subs, or potential new subs? Would this benefit me? The main reason I cite for not sharing my face is privacy (a lot of my work colleagues use Reddit).

Would be interested to hear thoughts from any and all, including those who have been faceless and then later gone the opposite way, and the other way around.