Summer and the breeze lifts the curtains. I drink my wine as I contemplate my newest piece of 'art' - you - tied up as securely as any august Christmas goose. I see the anguish in ypur eyes. You dare not lift them to meet mine. How deliciusly you try not to squirm. How deliciously difficult I make that feat.
I am a Chicago Domme. I am a lifestyle Domme. That means that I live this. I am not casual and I am not looking to 'swing'. Tres cool? If you are sincere in your desire to have a domme - respond. If you are simply trolling. Troll on elsewhere.
