Mommy Domme & ABDL
What can I say? I am a naughty, naughty Mommy, collecting and corrupting nephews, nieces, daughters and sons every chance I get. Role-playing as your gaslighting, blackmailing, entirely inappropriate caretaker is one of my biggest, personal turn-ons. Imagine all the little secrets we can share if you just do as you’re told. The spankings, the erotic, humiliating punishments, Mommy will make you feel so dirty, you'll become addicted. It's time to talk about the Birds & the Bees with Mommy! Remember it's our little secret and if you tell anyone, Mommy will have to humiliate you even more!
Taboo & Age Play
Infantilism and regressed age play are favourite kinks of mine. Dark, twisted but ultimately entirely safe roleplay, there is so much context to pervert here.
Incest roleplay, particularly playing within caretaking taboo dynamics is a personal favourite of mine. Look at all the “Step Mom porn” that’s so popular now - C’mon, I’m not the only one. Let’s drop the “step” and get kinky!
There are few titles I enjoy bearing more than that of “Mommy”. Let me put it this way, the only time I feel maternal is when it’s paired with kink - yup, I’m one, dirty Mommy.
Here’s an excerpt from my blog…
‘Mommy’s Naughty Present’
"Where is everyone?", you ask as you watch a smile spread sweetly across my lips. "I didn't get to spend enough time with my favourite boy this year, it's just you and me today." Your heart starts beating faster as a familiar feeling warms your body and you instantly look down to the place beside where my feet rest on the floor, your body barely angled towards me. A rush of excitement is followed closely by a sobering snap of shame. Your cheeks start to redden like the Christmas ornaments we hung together on the tree last week.
I slide in a little closer on the sofa and you try to ignore the fact that your head is perfectly parallel to my cleavage. The way you're staring straight down betrays you. I wrap my arm around you and you lean in, happy for a place to hide your rosy, little face. As I run my hands over your shoulders and down your back, you instantly feel a warm visceral safety, something that doesn't even require memory, it's just a total body warmth, a wave that takes you under.
