The moment you admit you want to be my slave, your old life dies. No more decisions. Just my voice in your head telling you when to crawl, when to serve, when to beg.
Imagine being so desperate for my feet that you’d happily lick another man’s cum off them while I ignore you completely and keep stroking him with my soles. Look at you already drooling, loser? 🩷🖤
Why is slave branding not a thing?
Like.. if you love me so much, you better get my name burned or tatted onto your skin.
Everyone should know you are property to a superior, hot girl.
Findom paypig