48 seconds ago
Followers
just melt and beg
standing right behind this glass door
watching you stare at me through the glare
you're standing there swallowing hard, practically
Domme in the kitchen. Trouble everywhere else.
I cook from scratch, rock heels, latex & stockings, and I know exactly how to keep you right where I want you - under my feet.
Food. Feet. Worship. Control.
Welcome to my kitchen, babe. I call the shots here.
