AliciaRelas

Should I behave in a more appropriate way? Currently I like to be super hot and show my desire, I totally respect those girls who are a little more reserved, but for my part you will always see my eyes of lust, and my desire to make you mine as soon as possible, it is your decision to allow it or not.

Do you want to play a little with me? We could make a small but spicy bet, if you win, I will realize your dreams, your desires and your biggest fantasies, we could dare to be in an unusual place, so you can use my toys as you wish, but if I win, I will make you my sextoy, my perfect submissive, my pet, you will be mine and only mine, your eyes, your hands, your feet, your body belong to me.

I like to wear this type of corset, look strong and in control, but I am also extremely available to follow your orders, listen to your voice as if it were my own will and do whatever you tell me, my lord.

And if they told you that the sun will not rise this morning, would you believe them?

If I told you that my world is coming to an end, would you understand?

If I tell you that I need you, it is because without you I suffer. If I told you I don't love you, I'd be lying to you.

Would it be a mistake if I wanted to become your servant? I can help you with all the household chores, I promise to follow all your orders and be a good wife, I must specify that I will do everything you tell me, completely EVERYTHING.

What is one of the most personal projects you could share with someone? In my case, sleeping next to someone is one of the most beautiful acts of love that exist. You entrust your body and mind to someone. You are vulnerable to this person, but at the same time, you share his warmth, his energy, his breath. It is something incredibly powerful for the body and soul. What do you think?

I melt when I am offered roses. especially if they are red or white. The reds give me the feeling of being desired, as if each petal was a burning breath waiting only for my skin. Whites, on the other hand, awaken my sweetest and most innocent side, the one that smiles shyly while my heart beats a little faster.

How I wish I was an Egyptian goddess. wandering among the golden columns and temples lit by the desert sun, with an aura that attracts looks and murmurs of admiration. My skin, bathed in golden light, reflects the majesty of a time when mystery and power were one. Each of my gestures, elegant and measured, left a trace of incense and respectful looks; each word, an enchantment that floated in the warm air of the Nile. I would have adorned myself with jewels shimmering like stars, diadems capturing the light of the sun and the brilliance of the moon, and dresses of fine linen dancing at every step, as if the wind itself paid me homage.. Being an Egyptian goddess would have meant mastering the art of charm and power, being a symbol of mystery and beauty, venerated not only for my appearance, but also for the magic that emanated from my essence.. Oh, how I'd like to feel the weight of gold rings on my fingers, the touch of silk on my skin, and the murmur of the Nile narrating my legend at every dawn. Be an Egyptian goddess. not just a dream of glamour, but a fantasy of eternity and sublime power.