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Be my pussycat! - The exhilaration of contempt

Suit and tie, confident tone, high responsibilities...
In public, you embody success.
In private, you know your place: on the ground under a Woman's feet, on your knees, on all fours, chin and eyes down, cheek on the ground, rump up and ass spread,
an object of mockery, derision, or revulsion; a doormat; a spittoon; a bidet; a filthy mutt that deserves to be kicked,
a macho in need of re-education, a weary alpha male, an emasculated beta male, a weak-willed wanker, a disgusting little man, a debauched yet sad sensualist, compulsive masturbator, inveterate voyeur, twisted soul in need of redemption, poor sinner, naughty rascal, infernal scamp, brat…
All this, and much more, has the right of perversity in the Boudoir.
The elixir of pleasure? Shame on you, to the dregs.

Good to know:

  • The dress code for my SM sessions is CFNM (clothed female naked male).
  • Racial humiliation is one of my limits.
  • I have no interest in psychological destruction. Making you eat dirt—fine. But to the point of making you throw up—no. My games do not include a barrage of insults, forcing your head into the toilet, or making you lick the floor or soiled soles. That kind of domination gives me no pleasure.

Playing in front of witnesses?

  • No to Public Humiliation
    I doubt that passers-by, families, waiters and cashiers share your fantasy. The question of consent arises for them as it does for you. Would you like to witness scenes that shock you? Making you grovel in the middle of a restaurant is out of the question. Your humiliation must be discreet... and effective. My guilty pleasure? Crushing your balls under the tablecloth, punishing you in the toilet, whispering horrors to you while spitting in your liquor. Cheers!

  • Yes, in front of selected people...
    … and willing, then. Your defeat will be total.

  • At a club or a BDSM party?
    It's possible if we already know each other.
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