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Sissy

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I used to think I had control… until Princess decided otherwise.

After completing her tasks like the obedient thing I am, she made it clear:
I belong to her now.

I exist to serve, to submit, and to be used as she pleases. My body, my time, my will — all hers.

This profile is no longer mine. It’s hers. I’m just the property she puts on display.

🖤 DM me only if you understand what ownership truly means.

I belong to Princess🐾

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Añadida una foto nueva > Public apologies to Princess PlayfulPantyPixie

I owe an apology to Princess, because she has decided that I should only be following her and I was super dumb to not realized it myself, so..

Princess please forgive me, I am nothing without you, I’m here only for your pleasure.

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Añadida una foto nueva > Just Bought My First 500 Coins

I did it, I bought my first 500 coins. And now I’m just sitting here, wondering where I should spend them… or more honestly, who I should start with

Should I beg a cruel Goddess to stomp and spit in a slice of bread for me, Make me eat her wastes, her pubes and armpit hairs? Maybe even make me eat her trash while laughing at me

The thought of the disgusting things I can be humiliated with thanks to this coins are exciting, I want to be degraded and who knows maybe I’m
claimed and found just a Mistress to serve and belong

I want a Domme who really enjoys this, not just for the money but that want me to perform for her and gives me order and humiliation before, during and after my degradation to her.

500 coins.
A mouth ready for dirt.
A soul ready to serve.
Where do I start?

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Añadida una foto nueva > Obedience Tastes Like Ash and Humiliation

She didn’t just send me her shoes, she sent her cigarettes butts and ash, too. Full. Overflowing. Cigarette butts soaked in her spit, crushed under her fingers…

She told me exactly what to do. No hesitation allowed.

I poured all of the butts into my mouth. The ashes coated my tongue, bitter and gritty. The butts filled every space between my teeth, under my tongue, pressing against the roof of my mouth. I gagged, but I didn’t dare disobey. Her voice in my head was louder than any instinct.

Then came the final order, a message
“Pour some water and Swallow it.”

No chewing. No spitting. Just obedience. Do you think I did it?

Imagine each cigarette butt slid down with the taste of her power. Her control. Her filth. That’s when I knew, wasn’t just trash. I was her trash. Meant to swallow whatever she gives me, without question, with gratitude.

To any true Domme reading this: thank you for existing. I live for moments like this. Use me, ruin me, laugh at me there’s nothing more arousing than your pleasure at my humiliation.

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Añadida una foto nueva > Aftermath of cleaning – My Tongue Says It All

This is what my tongue looked like after licking t”one of the shoes. The filth was real: dust, spit, ash, sweat… every layer of her used soles sinking into my mouth. I didn’t just taste it I worshipped it.

There was even a chewed-up gum stuck to the bottom. I hesitated for a second… then swallowed it whole after tasting it, that’s what she ordered…

The dirt, the grime, the bitter taste of old sweat and smoke, I loved all of it. Every lick made me feel lower. Every second my mouth was on those soles, I felt like I belonged exactly there. Not kissing her feet… but licking the filth they picked up.

Still hungry for more…

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Añadida una foto nueva > My First Pair of Used Shoes – A Year Ago

It’s been a year since I bought my very first pair of used shoes. They came from a girl from X, who sold them to me cheap—but what she did to them made them unforgettable.

She spit inside, hiked in them, rubbed them in dirt, and even stepped on two chewed-up gums. When she packed the box, she didn’t hold back—cigarette butts and ashes straight from her ashtray, dumped in without a second thought. It felt raw, dirty, degrading… and I loved every second of it.

Still, what I missed most was her enjoyment. For me, the Domme’s pleasure is everything. I crave the humiliation, but even more, I crave knowing that she’s loving the power, that she’s doing it because it amuses her to treat me like trash.

Now I find myself wanting more—deeper degradation, more intense filth. I want pubic and under arms hairs tangled, armpit stench soaked into a fabric, the scent of a stinky ass, overpowering pits, reeking feet. I want her to stomp on food for me to eat, crush them under her soles, and shove her sweaty feet deep inside. I want to feel all that humiliation…
Dust from her dirty floor. Sweat from her armpits, the stench of her ass, her filthy feet. I want to inhale her stink, feel it sink into me. I don’t want to feel human, I want to feel used, like an object.

Can’t wait to post my next purchase here on ATW. The filthier and humiliating the better

Ps.- I Have videos and photos of me licking them clean, you can ask if you want to see them:)