i know posting has been thin of late. i have just returned from from serving Goddess on an extended business trip, which was pretty much all business, with little time, or web access, for blogging.
i absolutely love this photo. It reminds me of a little incident i had in the city a while back.
What's so striking about this image is the way the very ordinaryness of the street is shattered by this sublime, intimidating Goddess entering the scene. Like a bolt of lightening She radiates pure energy. Her sensuality and authority seizes the male gaze all the while telling him very clearly that She is coming for him.
One/one can imagine being that male, frozen in lust, confusion, excitement and nerves. Wanting Her and fearing Her.
Everything about Her communicates Her intentions. Her exposed toes in erotic gladiator style footwear, the wind that sweeps aside Her dress to reveal the sensuous shapeliness of Her skin, the way She lifts Her hemline, offering Her prey an intoxicating glimpse of irresistible Feminine pleasures, the fullness of Her lips, windswept raven hair, the expression of One that treats males as Her playthings, toys for pleasure and service.
She stuns men into submission.
She is everything males desire but male desire is of no concern to Her. She will use them up and leave a shattered, lovelorn, spent husk, moving on to the next, a trail of male tears flowing behind Her.

I saw a Goddess like that at the grocery store. Tall wearing tight yoga pants. Her mannerisms were confident and distant. She was literally breathtaking.
ReplyDeleteR. Seifert
The Goddess in the picture needs a slave to keep the dress from hitting the ground and getting wet.
Females are extraordinary. Males are ordinary and so easily shattered! So fragile.
ReplyDeletei saw a similar Goddess just yesterday while doing the shopping. Tall, blond, hair tied back in a bob, tight jeans and, something i enjoy this time of year, really Domme knee high boots.
ReplyDeleteNothing ordinary about Her either.