Cursed to always speak the truth? No, Lover...that would have been a kindness to me and all those around me. Apollo, when he couldn't have me, cursed me to walk the world without inhibition, drowning in my own wanton needs. He thought it would break me, make me his. He didn't realize that I had refused him, not for propriety's sake, but because I did not want him. A man who cannot win my affection without ostentatious shows of power...cannot please me but instead wants to buy me...isn't worth my spit. Can I see the future?
a dangerous grin curls my lips Wouldn't you like to know? Perhaps, if you can show me a better time than a god could ever have hoped to give me I'll tell you. Perhaps I won't need to once you've had a taste of me. Consider this your warning. The act of a petulant god has created a force of nature who will not be denied. I will indulge in every pleasure and bring you to your knees. Approach me if you hope to show me the depravity of reveling in the pleasure of another soul. You won't regret our time together, I promise.
I am not here to be owned or kept. My limits are fairly standard. Nothing illegal. Don't call me mommy. Don't ask me to call you daddy. I will not sub for you. That's not to say I only ever domme, but I absolutely will not play it meek and mild. I bite. I want to have my hands...everywhere... My legs will be wrapped around you. You're going to know what I want and you're going to give it to me. I'm here for a good time. My good time involves you having a good time, too. I want partners who are just as excited to touch me as I am to touch them.
Musical Moods
Bite Back
Halocene-You Should See Me In a Crown
Maleficent
I Get Off
