Super sonic bionic. My skin is green and silver. Controlled by gamma light, I turn invisible. My 7XL is not yet invented. I came to earth through a fax machine. Look at the green light and see my brain glow.
Earth people, New York and California. Earth people, I was born on Jupiter.
I thrive on the nature of exploration and discovery that comes with a power exchange. I understand that the more you invest in someone the more you receive. I am not new to this lifestyle.
I have varied interests outside of kinky sex and Ds. I am controlled by gamma light.
I cannot seem to control the moments when you will appear in my mind. These intrusions are unexpected but not unwelcome. They manifest at the oddest moments. Take for instance today. Any of my friends will attest to my love of food and especially my fondness for fresh seasonal fruit. Apples in the fall, berries in the summer, pears in the winter. Lunch today was crowned with a Bosc pear. Delicate when ripe, easily bruised. This pear was at its peak. Wet, dripping really, with juice. I forced my self to slow down, to take small bites, to cherish the flavor. Then I thought of you, hands bound, blindfolded. Standing in front of me with swelling breasts exposed. Dressed only in the garter belt and stockings I chose for you. Your breath quickening, your lip trembling as I cup your sex. Your warm heat fills my hand. I can feel your juices escaping from you, dribbling down your thighs. Exposing your desires. So wet, dripping really, with juice.
Passivity and submission are not the same thing. Passivity is boring and submission is stimulating. Many people confuse the two.
