Savagegoddess

I don’t always need a whip to leave a mark. There is something far more satisfying about the sound of a sharp palm strike echoing in a

My hands were made for many things like commanding, guiding, and being adorned. Every spark of gold and glint of stone is a silent

There is a specific kind of intimacy that only manual discipline can provide. No leather, no wood, no cold steel just the heat of my hand

My hands hold the power to reward your silence or break your composure. They are the architects of your pleasure and the enforcers of your