Caribbean FemDom. Financial Enchantress. Sensual Sadist. The Crimson Throne Siren.

I don’t ask for your worship—I command it.
You’ll fall for me like a curse. Slow. Addictive. Irrevocable.

My voice? A velvet dagger. My presence? Ritual.
I mix pain with ecstasy like it’s blood and wine. One taste, and you’ll beg for ruin.

I cast spells with a glance, hex with a whisper, and unravel you with elegance.
Don’t mistake softness for safety. Obedience is the only way you’ll survive me.

Gaze into my eyes, and kneel. You were born for this.