You could win a man by a simple gaze and gesture,did you ever notice how men stare at you as you run your fingers through your hair as walking on the street?
Or maybe how their eyes would freeze at the sight of your new stockings even if they are barely seenable in those long boots and medium long dress,and that´s just the start of it..imagine what you could do as looking straight into a man´s eyes and running just a finger slowly and moving it down as wispering just the right tensed low tones words as approaching his ears and letting him smell you for just a brief of a moment..
Yes you have the power,you´ve had it all along..when the men near you stopped and stared silently looking at how patiently and seductive you would apply that red creamy lipstick while looking in the mirror and how foolishly you would smile and bend ellegantly for just a few seconds to pick up your scarf that was taken by the wind letting at view discovered for them to gaze and desire just a small part of your gentle neck and a brief peak of your full feminine cleavage...
And this is just visual..but men are more than that and they are tormented daily by your image,your expression,your tone of voice and your sexuality defeating theirs by such small gestures that it´s provoking them insane desires making them weak and bowing in front of you.
If you can make them bow that is.
When was the last time when as wearing that revealing satin red short night dress with just a sight in your victim´s eyes you´ve shown him the way that he must proceed in following you and by taking his hand and then one finger of his showed him by gently running it on your thighs how should he satisfy you and also saying him instinctively ´´I am in charge ..because you wouldn´t want me to be in any way different..
When was the last time that as walking down the streets and pressing strongly on those heels you´ve entered the club as if you would be for that moment,for that hour,for that night the most sexual creature and Goddess that ever walked the earth and for a moment people actually seeing you as being exactly that..as you would touch the ground with your heels and walking in the same rythm with every man´s heartbeat and blocked breaths of men wishing you would walk on them instead of that floor and with your each progressive step their breathing getting slower and their dicks growing bigger as you approach.And to make it worse, how many times didn t you move those thighs as suavely dancing like saying:
I don´t belong to anyone but if I were to be in anyway near you,you couldn´t face me but would stroke your dick in a corner being too scared even to say one word...and yes of that I am fully aware as I´m moving like sex was my second nature and art and this is merely just one of my qualities..I have many that make each man melt and his mind addicted and insane which brings me always in control.
We live in a world of desire in which men sit at their pcs hideing and stroking their dicks by thinking at her touch that has left her mark so strong in their minds that the very thought of her can burn their senses and trap their free will,a world in which that sadistic sexual Goddess that in real life would never notice you´re alive will offer you a small sight of her essence by taking in exchange everything that you own and with that forever your soul .
I am one of those women I am the sensual dancer that laughed at the man at the bar that once seemed distant and I am the one that now I am dancing in front of him and using a boy toy merely to show him what he missed and getting amused,smiling seductively even laughing and then realising I´ve entered in other men´s imagination as well as they´re gazing me instinctively like saying to me :Damn..don´t stop..please don´t stop
I am the Domme that would make your blood freeze and burn at the same time because you would know you can never have me,you will never touch me,simply because no one else can,you can only obey and hope just to have the honour to touch my soles but not before you are near to climax
Being all of that makes me the horrible sadist as well that would blackmail and allure you into my own tricks and games knowing that you go at night into your bed and your small cock hurts along with your mind for knowing no matter what you´ll do you are so damn far and so damn weak,that you will never have me,or no one even similar to me,you will always get only what I want to offer,only pitiful traces of attention for huge tributes and costs from your behaf .