GODDESS HANDS FEMDOM AND FINDOM GRECIA ALAJUELA

I am possessive, lacking in indulgence, mercy, and empathy. I am a goddess with harsh hands, without mercy. I enjoy torturing, being your torment and your torment, a true martyrdom. Not everyone is capable of kneeling at my feet and having the privilege of my valuable time. I love discipline, seriousness, poise, and formality. I do not tolerate meanness or disrespect. You must follow my strict protocol to deserve any of my attention.

Forget about sex with me, romantic fantasies, and long conversations that lead nowhere. Don't waste my valuable time if I'm not what you're looking for, and don't dare to test me because you will lose. Kneel and beg because from now on, the moment you have the privilege of kneeling at my feet, your life will change completely. I choose my lackeys and make them mine. I don't want poor submissives.

If you are ready for a terrifying experience at the hands of an unscrupulous, savage, and merciless sadist, you have come to the right place. Docile, obedient, subjugated men who know how to distinguish a classy Lady are welcome. Everything you have will belong to me if I so desire.

If you are a slave, submissive, subordinate, if you like absolute domination and putting your life in my hands, talk to me, always with respect and knowing your place. I offer personalized sessions, created with dedication and care, forceful, powerful, and concise, without nonsense. Atrocious tortures drawn from my deepest guts with denigration, humiliation, and complete annihilation of your person.

I offer to fulfill all your darkest fantasies, your most depraved fetishes, and your most intimate and perverse practices.

On the top floor, in the basement of your filth, at the lowest point you can fall, my throne is ready to teach you your place. Engrave these three premises in your tiny brain: Respect, Devotion, and Surrender; because they will be the cornerstones of our relationship. Your PENIS, your PROBLEM.

Be grateful to life if you manage to be chosen as part of my worm box, my useless doll, my broken toy, my trash can, my spittoon, my vomit bucket, or simply my ashtray. As soon as you have that privilege, the beginning of the end of your pathetic existence will begin.