You’ve dreamed about dating someone like me for as long as you can remember. Big, beautiful and powerful, completely aware of my ability to manipulate boys just like you. It doesn’t matter if you’re already in a relationship or married, you simply can’t help those thoughts of being mine every second of your day. Not having to worry about unlocking your cage so you’re not caught or about having to hide your kinks on vanilla dates. So you sink into thoughts of being my play thing, it just feels so good to think about it, but what if it could be real?

Being in a relationship with a tormentress, a greedy Goddess, would be no walk in the park (metaphorically speaking; it’s on the table in a literal sense as far as I am concerned, pet) but you feel up for the challenge. You are so desperate to be part of my kinky world, giving me pleasure and being as useful as you’ve always craved to be. You’ll do next-to anything for me, and I’ll be sure to test that, swapping between menial tasks and intense playtime.

I want you to think about what it would be like to have me as your girlfriend, about how desperately weak you’d be every day. Only allowed ruined orgasms and brainwashed into craving what I crave, whether it’s cuckolding or fisting. A female-led relationship is the future you need.

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The phrase comes from ancient Greece – around 7/8th century BC – and means Beautiful Evil. It was used to describe the first woman created by Zeus, Pandora: she was evil because she was beautiful, and beautiful because she was evil. 

Being a beautiful, powerful, irresistible woman means that I can corrupt the minds of adoring men. I am precisely the kind of trouble that you desire. The succubus, the siren, the seductress; using my natural beauty and vast skillset to disarm and manipulate any poor boy that puts himself into my greedy hands. You can’t help yourselves but to offer your mind to me. 

You’ve been connecting with my tweets as though I’m talking to you directly, admiring my curves and allowing them to fill your subconscious when you’re asleep and awake. You’re embracing the idea of being trapped by a beautiful and powerful Goddess before you’ve even reached out to me. You’re wrapping yourself up in my web like a gift, waiting and desperate to be devoured by the Kalon Kakon.

You are aroused by the thought of being trapped by Goddess, my power overwhelming every inch of your mind & body and aligning you to my desires, making obedience the most natural option for you. You could easily be seduced into submission. 

There is no-one that can do what I do to you as deeply as I’m capable and your subconscious knows it. I am the Beautiful Evil and your urge to please me won’t dissipate, I’m too powerful and you wouldn’t even know how to begin resisting me. My control, my evil, runs so deep in you.

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I want to touch, I want to tease, I want to hurt. I want to see that look of fear when I’m pushing you hard; feel your relief when I finally lift up from sitting on your face; laugh at the ridiculous lengths you’ll go to in order to please me.

Realtime was at most about 15% of what I got up to prior to covid, but to go without for a whole year has been really challenging. One of the reasons I’ve always preferred to live by myself is to avoid the discussions of drooling men coming and going for whatever reason they’ve been summoned with any flatmate. Sans a regular rotation of cocks that dance to my tune in person, I’m actually realising there are some downsides to solo living.

I never wanted to be online only. I absolutely DO still adore online play and getting to toy with men around the world, but when the craving for in-person hits, there’s nothing quite like getting my hands on a nervous toy. Without being able to do this with regular boys and being unable to meet the new meat that I also want to play with in person… I mean, it’s fucking horrific. I had plans for travel to play for 2020 too, so add a bit more ache to the pot. It’s tease and denial for myself – and I don’t switch like that.

I find myself waking up from dreams of worship, daydreaming about brainwashing during vanilla work, searching for houses where I could really expand what kinky things I am able to do from home when the time comes. Everything just feels like a countdown to when I can next wrap a boy up in cling film or take cash by hand or hold a tranced-out face. I am a truly greedy Goddess and it’s draining to not be able to get what I want.

And I do know it’s coming, and that it’ll be here in no time, but it’s hard to dedicate time to what I should be doing for my virtual reality when I have no balance whatsoever. I see people flourishing and loving the money there’s been in the past year, but God how are people dealing with their desire denial?

I just want to spit on a face.

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Without going into too much detail, things have been tough in a vanilla place for me for the past few months- absolutely no need to pity me as I recognise that I’m still incredibly fortunate in many ways compared to the challenges 2020 has been dealing out. While kink has been my refuge from slipping into misery, I’ve not had the creative energy to focus on anything more than the subs I already had built connections with. I’m not going to wax lyrical about just how spectacular they have all been in keeping me distracted and as balanced as possible, but I consider myself very fortunate.

I’m, fingers crossed, at the end of the shitty time in vanilla-world, and as I have spent this week embracing being able to have my mind freely drift to the filthy, the unethical and the deviously hypnotic, it felt right to just put out a little blog to say “I’m back”.

To me, being back means: I’ll be doing hypnosis, femdom and findom sessions again (I’ll have a blog and site update coming soon with some of my favourite overarching themes for trance play for those that are curious); posting and interacting more frequently on my twitter and fan pages; writing more blogs; creating content; and finding new ways to manipulate wallets and corrupt minds. 

It’s exciting for me to be in a far better place to start sinking back into play and I’m hopeful that I can regain some of the ground from the start of this year with boys keen to be overwhelmed by me.

It’s a very good time to come and be a good boy for Goddess.

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