You’re weak to powers of hypnotic powers women often hold, aren’t you? The lustful stares and sensual curves with intoxicating scents and come hither wiggles in our step. You can’t deny that we hold a lot over your head without even trying. I’m going to be intentional about my control though and I’m going to use it against you for my gain and for fun, because I can. It amuses me to wipe your face blank with the wave of my hand and turn you into my little puppet, implant my suggestions and then force you into my trap so you can’t escape. Enslaved. Forced servitude.
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.