Beautiful babes, it's been a month so far. It's gotten to the point where I'm basically aching with need to feel somebody. Whether that's a soft and intimate touch, a trembling body beneath my boot, or an eager tongue licking the bottoms of my feet, I miss it all and the second year of isolation is really starting to get to me.
Sometimes that manifests as an overwhelming desire. I wrap myself in thoughts of standing over you, of watching you crawl, of being worshipped as a god. Thoughts of cities shuddering at my heels, boots smashing nations to rubble.
A lot of times it's an ugly fog.
You folks are part of the good. You help me feel like the goddess I'm supposed to be. Don't be shy about telling me your favorite picture. Let me know which shoes you wish you could lick, what outfit excites you and that you'd like to see me wear while I crush things.
Love you all. More soon!
<3 Miss K