One of the most popular questions I'm asked is what are my fetishes. Well, I have to admit I have a few of them. I love orgasm denial and torturing my victims, teasing my stalkers until they are driving themselves insane with desire for me.
I like knowing they think of me when lying next to their wives at night. I like it when they beg for things they know I will never grant. I like them imagining what it would be like with me, hoping to find themselves in a position under me. Dreaming of a time when I would consider accepting them into a position of service.
So that they may fulfill those desires of worshipping me. So that they may know what it means to have me step on their faces. So that they can feel the burn in their gut, know the pain of deprivation, and their willingness to bleed their souls dry for me.
It makes me smile when they get to the point of hoping beyond reason that I will use them as my personal footstool, that I will allow them the luxury of shaving my legs, or that special treat of being used as my real live punching bag.
Once I begin to spin my web, there is no escape.
So to answer the original question .... What are my fetishes?