The smell of burning human flesh is not for the faint of heart, and neither are any of My other interests. Regardless, the moment of discomfort should be welcomed for the opportunity to truly belong. Bearing the mark of the Princess is no trivial matter; it is for the ones who wish to surrender all, truly, and forever.
My mark is subtle, ultimately signifying the exchange between Mistress and slave. It will not serve to expose, only to establish the devotion owed to Me by My subjects; a constant daily reminder, until the end. If you wish to become a branded slave, the application process can be started here:
For the kinky soul who is into raw, uncensored mind fucks, My new personal blog. Here I will bestow My simpler, more carnal thoughts and urges. Profanity will be used, boundaries will be crossed, limits will be stretched. My mind is a black hole and you cannot wait to get sucked into it. Stay tuned for updates of My travel schedule regarding domination and performance art alike. Creep around for a chance to purchase a pair of My old worn shoes and socks, and also see photos and videos of said apparel. Have your fill of My crazy devious life and all the fun experiences I have in the full verbal spectrum of an intellectual sadist, and bratty Domme Princess.
And if you fancy what you see, go ahead and say thanks by spoiling Me with gifts.