Welcome back, faithful little stroker. You keep coming back to throw yourself at my feet and confession your perversions. You look up and stroke to my brilliance, knowing you're just a sick little infidel in my eyes. You pay just for me to gaze down on you- cuz otherwise I wouldn't notice you. Well! C'mon now let's hear the real truth. I want you to confess your twisted most bizarre fetishes. You get turned on by really strange and specific things. You can not risk telling the trurth to a non-Goddess. YOu can only trust a divine Domme whose ears had heard their fill of men's twisted perversity... Show more