I’m the fantasy you hesitate to say out loud—the one that makes your pulse race and your thoughts blur. I don’t ask for control, I take it—with a look, a word, a well-placed hand. I thrive in the tension between pleasure and surrender, between soft whispers and firm commands. I love teasing just as much as I love taking, slowly unraveling you until you’re undone beneath me. I don’t do surface-level—I want your cravings, your obedience, your rawest yes. Call me a siren, a mistress, a temptation with a wicked smile. I’m not for everyone… but once you’ve had me, nothing else will feel quite the same.