Some men arrive.
Few can stay.
This is what I notice
while remaining uncompromised.
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ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ.
ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ɴᴏᴛɪᴄᴇ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴅɪᴅ ᴡʜᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ.
He kneels because
he’s finally met someone he doesn’t want to conquer.
And that…
unlocks something he can’t buy.
He kneels because
he’s finally met someone he doesn’t want to conquer.
And that…
unlocks something he can’t buy.
But when it comes wrapped in restraint,
in reverence,
in that look that says:
“Please, just let me be useful”—
That’s worship.
But when it comes wrapped in restraint,
in reverence,
in that look that says:
“Please, just let me be useful”—
That’s worship.
A powerful one pays for silence.
He doesn’t buy your body—
He funds the absence of noise around your presence.
A powerful one pays for silence.
He doesn’t buy your body—
He funds the absence of noise around your presence.
It starts with how you show up when you’re not getting anything.
It starts with how you show up when you’re not getting anything.
You want to try every toy in the store—because you can.
But desire without direction becomes noise.
Not kink.
Not connection.
You want to try every toy in the store—because you can.
But desire without direction becomes noise.
Not kink.
Not connection.
I’m here to watch how you move when no one’s performing.
To see what you offer when no one’s asking.
Because I don’t beg.
But I do notice.
I’m here to watch how you move when no one’s performing.
To see what you offer when no one’s asking.
Because I don’t beg.
But I do notice.
But demanding someone’s body without presence?
That’s a scam too.
Expecting obedience without structure?
Also a scam.
Promising intimacy without showing up?
Exactly the same.
But demanding someone’s body without presence?
That’s a scam too.
Expecting obedience without structure?
Also a scam.
Promising intimacy without showing up?
Exactly the same.
Your throat?
Your hands?
Or that pulse you pretend to control?
I’m watching.
Your throat?
Your hands?
Or that pulse you pretend to control?
I’m watching.
the whole world laughs.
When they kneel for the right one,
they forget the world exists.
#EroticObedience
the whole world laughs.
When they kneel for the right one,
they forget the world exists.
#EroticObedience