Savagegoddess

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

It isn’t enough to just admire the arch of my foot or the glow of my skin. True appreciation has a price tag. If you want the privilege of

My discipline is quiet, consistent, and absolute. It is the sharp click of my heels and the silence that follows when I enter the room.

I

I’m feeling particularly cruel today, so I might just let you catch a glimpse of my bare soles, if you’re pathetic enough to beg for it.