Eszter

Om meg

Eszter. Dominatrix by trade, working out of a room that lacks nothing: furniture built for the purpose, an armoury of implements, latex, heels, pleasers, and a lingerie collection in more shades than anybody strictly requires. Every picture here was taken lately, and every one is genuinely of me.

A little about the woman behind all that kit. Twenty-eight, Bucharest born and Bucharest based. Level-headed and inventive at the same time; in charge, and still good company. A complicated person who happens to prefer uncomplicated things. Blonde, blue-eyed, 165 cm, 56 kg.

I can be alluring and thoroughly in command without borrowing a single cliché on the way. Exacting. Unbending. Sarcastic, and never cold with it — a pampered princess whose orders land without her voice ever going up. The authority is already mine; no stage set or costume is required to lend it to me.

What I insist upon is a professional attitude, respect running in both directions, and hygiene. My favourite submissives are the clever, curious ones, and it makes no odds whether you have years behind you or none at all. The part I love is the construction of it: holding the reins, steering, and watching what you turn into while you follow my instructions.