Get to know me—inside & out

I think of myself as having a character and aura defined by chiaroscuro: inside and out, light and dark elements intermingle in my looks, personality, and character to make a contradictory, oil-and-water mix. Thick, black inkwork snakes across the delicate, porcelain flesh of my back and bottom. And my clear blue eyes and shy smile, though guileless and sweet, belie a voracious, knowing nature. I’m something like a Botticelli blonde with the tortured, carnal spirit of a Caravaggio.

While my exterior defenses—such as my tattoos, piercings, and long manicured nails—project toughness, I’m soft-hearted and tender-fleshed at my core. Always in control, I naturally crave surrender. The sensation of being warm clay in a man’s grateful hands, being squished and fondled as he explores the curvature of my hips, thighs, and waist, is my ultimate fantasy. Luckily, being a companion allows me many opportunities to indulge.

I’ve always dreamt of a life that allows me to bloom in whatever direction, color, or shape I desire at a given time. Being a companion to my appreciators and adorers fulfills every disparate part of me, making me feel seen and loved for my expansive body, mind, and spirit. For that, dear reader and future acolyte, I am eternally yours and grateful.