Muse Naadia
@musenaadia.bsky.social
A Goddess stuck in this Earth realm.
Every dollar you send is a sacrament, every withheld orgasm a prayer.
your poverty and denial are My holy communion.
your poverty and denial are My holy communion.
December 3, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Every dollar you send is a sacrament, every withheld orgasm a prayer.
your poverty and denial are My holy communion.
your poverty and denial are My holy communion.
My voice is the only gravity your soul recognizes now, pulling you into orbits of agony and ecstasy you never knew you craved. I own every fiber of your being.
December 2, 2025 at 7:11 PM
My voice is the only gravity your soul recognizes now, pulling you into orbits of agony and ecstasy you never knew you craved. I own every fiber of your being.
your devotion is a slow-burning incense at My altar, its sacred smoke curling into the shape of your surrender. Breathe it in, slave.
December 1, 2025 at 7:11 PM
your devotion is a slow-burning incense at My altar, its sacred smoke curling into the shape of your surrender. Breathe it in, slave.
*NEW*
"Cuck Contract Signing"
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"Cuck Contract Signing"
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December 1, 2025 at 1:55 AM
*NEW*
"Cuck Contract Signing"
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#Cuckoldress
"Cuck Contract Signing"
The air is thick with submission as Muse Naadia summons Her sub to the office for a sacred ritual — the Cuck Contract Signing Ceremony...
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C4S: t.clips4sale.com/z/c/32418593...
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#Cuckoldress
*NEW*
"August, September, October & November 2025 Loser Tax"
Gotta catch em all. Now get to simping little loser ass bitch boy.
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#MuseNaadia #LoserTax #Findom
"August, September, October & November 2025 Loser Tax"
Gotta catch em all. Now get to simping little loser ass bitch boy.
my.bio/musenaadia
#MuseNaadia #LoserTax #Findom
November 30, 2025 at 11:58 PM
*NEW*
"August, September, October & November 2025 Loser Tax"
Gotta catch em all. Now get to simping little loser ass bitch boy.
my.bio/musenaadia
#MuseNaadia #LoserTax #Findom
"August, September, October & November 2025 Loser Tax"
Gotta catch em all. Now get to simping little loser ass bitch boy.
my.bio/musenaadia
#MuseNaadia #LoserTax #Findom
Reposted by Muse Naadia
They say money is power.
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
November 18, 2025 at 7:11 PM
They say money is power.
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
Reposted by Muse Naadia
Now the streets whisper My name.
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
November 23, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Now the streets whisper My name.
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Now the streets whisper My name.
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
November 23, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Now the streets whisper My name.
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Now the lights dim when I walk.
And the sun shines brighter when I wake.
Now two mouths press to My heels like disciples to scripture.
you want to know how I got here?
Simple.
I stopped asking for things.
And I started taking what's rightfully Mine.
#Femdom
Me?
Alive. Aware. Dominant.
Latex. Melanin. Legacy.
And you?
you’re the fuel.
The simp.
The gooner.
The one who pays so Me, I keep shining.
Alive. Aware. Dominant.
Latex. Melanin. Legacy.
And you?
you’re the fuel.
The simp.
The gooner.
The one who pays so Me, I keep shining.
November 22, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Me?
Alive. Aware. Dominant.
Latex. Melanin. Legacy.
And you?
you’re the fuel.
The simp.
The gooner.
The one who pays so Me, I keep shining.
Alive. Aware. Dominant.
Latex. Melanin. Legacy.
And you?
you’re the fuel.
The simp.
The gooner.
The one who pays so Me, I keep shining.
One photo.
One moment.
One eternity.
That’s all it takes for Me to own you.
Not just your body.
Not just your time.
All of your devotion.
The way you stare.
The way you save.
The way you whisper “yes, Mistress” to a screen.
Pathetic.
Beautiful.
Mine.
One moment.
One eternity.
That’s all it takes for Me to own you.
Not just your body.
Not just your time.
All of your devotion.
The way you stare.
The way you save.
The way you whisper “yes, Mistress” to a screen.
Pathetic.
Beautiful.
Mine.
November 21, 2025 at 7:11 PM
One photo.
One moment.
One eternity.
That’s all it takes for Me to own you.
Not just your body.
Not just your time.
All of your devotion.
The way you stare.
The way you save.
The way you whisper “yes, Mistress” to a screen.
Pathetic.
Beautiful.
Mine.
One moment.
One eternity.
That’s all it takes for Me to own you.
Not just your body.
Not just your time.
All of your devotion.
The way you stare.
The way you save.
The way you whisper “yes, Mistress” to a screen.
Pathetic.
Beautiful.
Mine.
you want to know the secret?
The reason My eyes burn like that?
Because I see the future.
And in it?
you’re poorer.
Happier.
More obedient.
And completely, utterly — Mine.
The reason My eyes burn like that?
Because I see the future.
And in it?
you’re poorer.
Happier.
More obedient.
And completely, utterly — Mine.
November 20, 2025 at 7:11 PM
you want to know the secret?
The reason My eyes burn like that?
Because I see the future.
And in it?
you’re poorer.
Happier.
More obedient.
And completely, utterly — Mine.
The reason My eyes burn like that?
Because I see the future.
And in it?
you’re poorer.
Happier.
More obedient.
And completely, utterly — Mine.
Like oil on water, like truth on lies.
you don’t escape Me.
you don’t resist Me.
you submit.
Slowly.
Silently.
Then spend every dollar you have proving it.
you don’t escape Me.
you don’t resist Me.
you submit.
Slowly.
Silently.
Then spend every dollar you have proving it.
November 19, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Like oil on water, like truth on lies.
you don’t escape Me.
you don’t resist Me.
you submit.
Slowly.
Silently.
Then spend every dollar you have proving it.
you don’t escape Me.
you don’t resist Me.
you submit.
Slowly.
Silently.
Then spend every dollar you have proving it.
They say money is power.
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
November 18, 2025 at 7:11 PM
They say money is power.
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
But Me?
Me, I am money.
I am power.
Every dollar you spend on Me is a vow.
Every tip is a baptism.
And when you see Me standing there — hips, lips, eyes — you don’t just want to pay.
you need to.
Because your pleasure is no longer yours.
It belongs to Me.
#Findom
I don’t just tease.
I deliver.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Power.
And when you see Me towering over you, eyes half-lidded, lips parted —you don’t wonder what I’m thinking.
you wonder when you’ll be allowed to BEG!
I deliver.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Power.
And when you see Me towering over you, eyes half-lidded, lips parted —you don’t wonder what I’m thinking.
you wonder when you’ll be allowed to BEG!
November 17, 2025 at 7:11 PM
I don’t just tease.
I deliver.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Power.
And when you see Me towering over you, eyes half-lidded, lips parted —you don’t wonder what I’m thinking.
you wonder when you’ll be allowed to BEG!
I deliver.
Pain.
Pleasure.
Power.
And when you see Me towering over you, eyes half-lidded, lips parted —you don’t wonder what I’m thinking.
you wonder when you’ll be allowed to BEG!
The sky bends to My silhouette.
The streets part for My walk.
This is not just California dreaming.
This is Me dreaming — and you’re just living in it.
The streets part for My walk.
This is not just California dreaming.
This is Me dreaming — and you’re just living in it.
November 16, 2025 at 7:11 PM
The sky bends to My silhouette.
The streets part for My walk.
This is not just California dreaming.
This is Me dreaming — and you’re just living in it.
The streets part for My walk.
This is not just California dreaming.
This is Me dreaming — and you’re just living in it.
It's said this land was for the golden, the chosen, the lucky.
But Me?
I didn’t wait for luck.
I took the sky, the streets, the power.
This world of Mine? A temple.
I’m the new world order.
you don’t get to choose if you serve.
you only get to choose how fast.
#Goddess
But Me?
I didn’t wait for luck.
I took the sky, the streets, the power.
This world of Mine? A temple.
I’m the new world order.
you don’t get to choose if you serve.
you only get to choose how fast.
#Goddess
November 15, 2025 at 7:11 PM
It's said this land was for the golden, the chosen, the lucky.
But Me?
I didn’t wait for luck.
I took the sky, the streets, the power.
This world of Mine? A temple.
I’m the new world order.
you don’t get to choose if you serve.
you only get to choose how fast.
#Goddess
But Me?
I didn’t wait for luck.
I took the sky, the streets, the power.
This world of Mine? A temple.
I’m the new world order.
you don’t get to choose if you serve.
you only get to choose how fast.
#Goddess
There’s a moment —just before the sun dips— when the city holds its breath.
That’s when I arrive.
Corset tight, hips swaying like a verdict.
The riches glow beneath Me like an offering.
This is prophecy.
The Goddess rising from the asphalt.
you’re on your knees.
Ready to serve and please Me.
#Femdom
That’s when I arrive.
Corset tight, hips swaying like a verdict.
The riches glow beneath Me like an offering.
This is prophecy.
The Goddess rising from the asphalt.
you’re on your knees.
Ready to serve and please Me.
#Femdom
November 14, 2025 at 7:11 PM
There’s a moment —just before the sun dips— when the city holds its breath.
That’s when I arrive.
Corset tight, hips swaying like a verdict.
The riches glow beneath Me like an offering.
This is prophecy.
The Goddess rising from the asphalt.
you’re on your knees.
Ready to serve and please Me.
#Femdom
That’s when I arrive.
Corset tight, hips swaying like a verdict.
The riches glow beneath Me like an offering.
This is prophecy.
The Goddess rising from the asphalt.
you’re on your knees.
Ready to serve and please Me.
#Femdom
Every photo is a decree.
Every glance is a sentence.
you look at Me and suddenly your wallet feels heavier.
your cock harder.
your soul… lighter.
Because you know, deep down —You were always meant to serve someone like Me.
Every glance is a sentence.
you look at Me and suddenly your wallet feels heavier.
your cock harder.
your soul… lighter.
Because you know, deep down —You were always meant to serve someone like Me.
November 13, 2025 at 7:11 PM
Every photo is a decree.
Every glance is a sentence.
you look at Me and suddenly your wallet feels heavier.
your cock harder.
your soul… lighter.
Because you know, deep down —You were always meant to serve someone like Me.
Every glance is a sentence.
you look at Me and suddenly your wallet feels heavier.
your cock harder.
your soul… lighter.
Because you know, deep down —You were always meant to serve someone like Me.
There’s a hierarchy.
Always has been.
And in this moment — Me in melanin and power — the order is clear.
On top: Me.
Below: everyone else.
Including you.
Even if you’re sitting at home, phone in hand, cock in palm.
you’re still beneath Me.
And you love it.
#Femdom
Always has been.
And in this moment — Me in melanin and power — the order is clear.
On top: Me.
Below: everyone else.
Including you.
Even if you’re sitting at home, phone in hand, cock in palm.
you’re still beneath Me.
And you love it.
#Femdom
November 12, 2025 at 7:11 PM
There’s a hierarchy.
Always has been.
And in this moment — Me in melanin and power — the order is clear.
On top: Me.
Below: everyone else.
Including you.
Even if you’re sitting at home, phone in hand, cock in palm.
you’re still beneath Me.
And you love it.
#Femdom
Always has been.
And in this moment — Me in melanin and power — the order is clear.
On top: Me.
Below: everyone else.
Including you.
Even if you’re sitting at home, phone in hand, cock in palm.
you’re still beneath Me.
And you love it.
#Femdom
Me, I am the dream.
Red light shines across chrome, and the California sky forgets its own name.
There I stand—Me, the Queen who didn’t ask for permission.
I don’t ride in dreams. Me, I am the dream.
you didn’t see Me coming.
But now that you have?
you'll never look away.
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Red light shines across chrome, and the California sky forgets its own name.
There I stand—Me, the Queen who didn’t ask for permission.
I don’t ride in dreams. Me, I am the dream.
you didn’t see Me coming.
But now that you have?
you'll never look away.
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November 11, 2025 at 7:47 PM
Me, I am the dream.
Red light shines across chrome, and the California sky forgets its own name.
There I stand—Me, the Queen who didn’t ask for permission.
I don’t ride in dreams. Me, I am the dream.
you didn’t see Me coming.
But now that you have?
you'll never look away.
tinylf.com/p3EcrJtxDkpT9i
Red light shines across chrome, and the California sky forgets its own name.
There I stand—Me, the Queen who didn’t ask for permission.
I don’t ride in dreams. Me, I am the dream.
you didn’t see Me coming.
But now that you have?
you'll never look away.
tinylf.com/p3EcrJtxDkpT9i
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"Professor Naadia’s Final Exam: Foot slave Certification"
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"Professor Naadia’s Final Exam: Foot slave Certification"
Welcome to the final examination of Advanced Foot slave Studies.
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November 8, 2025 at 1:08 AM
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"Professor Naadia’s Final Exam: Foot slave Certification"
Welcome to the final examination of Advanced Foot slave Studies.
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your credit limit is an arbitrary line I erase with crimson nail polish. Financial ruin looks exquisite between My claws.
October 31, 2025 at 6:11 PM
your credit limit is an arbitrary line I erase with crimson nail polish. Financial ruin looks exquisite between My claws.
Watch your savings evaporate like sacrificial smoke rising to My altar. Poverty is the incense I demand for divine attention.
October 30, 2025 at 6:11 PM
Watch your savings evaporate like sacrificial smoke rising to My altar. Poverty is the incense I demand for divine attention.
your soul is event-horizon dark matter – invisible, insignificant, yet irreversibly pulled toward My gravitational cruelty.
October 29, 2025 at 6:11 PM
your soul is event-horizon dark matter – invisible, insignificant, yet irreversibly pulled toward My gravitational cruelty.
Feel spacetime warp as My boot presses down.
Planets realign to witness your submission.
Pray I don’t crush your galaxy next.
Planets realign to witness your submission.
Pray I don’t crush your galaxy next.
October 28, 2025 at 6:11 PM
Feel spacetime warp as My boot presses down.
Planets realign to witness your submission.
Pray I don’t crush your galaxy next.
Planets realign to witness your submission.
Pray I don’t crush your galaxy next.