I’ve got a big ring on my finger, your credit cards and your balls in my purse. Funny, all those women online call themselves findoms but they’ve got nothing on wifey. You work your ass off to cover my demands, I spend your money as I please and you can’t say shit about it lest I cut off the glimmer of hope you have to even smell my pussy. You know I’m laughing at you behind your back every time I say “I have a headache”. We both know I love sex, just not with you. It’s way more fun to manipulate you into begging me for it and then cuckolding you without your knowledge. That’s right, I’m fucking him. There isn’t shit you can do about it either. So suck it up, hubby. Beg me, grovel and buy me a new pair of shoes.
Your quintessential blonde findom, Seattle Mistress and all around perfect curvy Goddess. Bow down and obey your new online domme, little boy and pay tribute to Mommy. You’ll pay victim to hypnotic charms and be intoxicated in no time at all.