There is nothin more pleasant that the smell of leather in my hands or my body. The feeling of fear in my submissive when they are tied to a bench or to the st-andré cross is also priceless. I love everything about standing close to a fearful slave awaiting my movement. I can imagine their strong feelings – always stirred by my appearance, their proximity to my feet, from being tied tied up or being spoken to the way no other woman ever would….
I love (most) of my slaves. Most are well-mannered, sensitive and have interesting personalities… Of course that is when I let them exert any of their personality.