Queen ✨ (Stufe 2) mail warning

Kneeling in the shallows, but don’t mistake this for submission. These waves bow to me—will you?

Walk with me, and I’ll let you pretend you’re leading. But those eyes say you’d rather follow… don’t they, pet?

Ripped fabric, unbroken confidence. Go ahead—ask how it got that way. I’ll let you invent the story….for now.

’A blade? Oh, darling—you’re the one on edge. Let’s see how steady your hands really are.

Naughty or nice? I’m neither. But I’ll let you unwrap this present… if you’re very polite.

Lying here, relaxed? Don’t be fooled. Even the tide knows not to test me.

FUTA (only appears upon request):

Lace hides nothing, darling—especially this. Go ahead, stare. But touching? That’s a privilege…earned on your knees.

Surprised? Good. Now kneel—this throne’s got room for two…but only I sit.

Strength isn’t just in these hands… but how I use them. Still want to play?

A throne of flesh, a crown of hunger. Worship here, and I might let you breathe.

Bound by chains, but you’re the one trapped. Admiring the view… or finally ready to serve? Keep staring. I don’t mind an audience.

Still reading? How dedicated. Slide into my DMs or stare longer—The longer you linger, the harder it’ll be to resist. 😘