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                       Casual Vixen 

I come to you today, not as the stiletto-heeled vixen of your submissive wet dreams, but as a 5’10 ¾” inch tall diva with a size 11 foot, eternal love for sneakers and overt sex appeal. By the same token, I don’t want to mislead you or give you the false impression I’m a butch-femme dominatrix because, well… I’m not. I’m Camilla, the casual vixen and I value my comfort over the desires of weak ass men.

Being a casual vixen in the world of femdom is hard fucking work! I can’t tell you the amount of bullshit a tall, fine vixen like me has to endure every day of my semi-charmed life. I mean… can a bitch BREATHE without 20 ashy muthafuckas feeling like my ass should be on display for their enjoyment!?! And yet, I will admit to getting a thrill out of slaying these entitled dick-grabbers day-to-day in my jeans, a men’s t-shirt, combat boots/sneakers and (depending on the weather) one of my leather jackets.


My femininity is evident to all who cross my path. My allure as a sensual Domme does not depend upon the cut of my blouse, the length of my skirt or the height of my heel. After all, I’m a Goddess, and there’s not a damn thing anyone can say or do to make me forget who the fuck I am. In other words, my beef with contemporary femdom is that too much of it caters to men and their antiquated ideas about femininity.

There’s nothing wrong with wearing stilettos, thigh-highs, lace panties or a bustier to catch the eye of a potential slave. For instance, I enjoy dressing up every once in a while, but it’s not mandatory, and it shouldn’t be! My ability to dominate you doesn’t fade away when I put on my sneakers. In truth, it’s my authenticity, confidence, and earthy sexiness that make me the Goddess I am; and the cock tease virtuoso you call upon when you need a fix.

                            Fuck Yo’ Opinion 

Femdom is about female domination, recognizing our divinity and flexing on the submissive men who seek us. We are not here to cater to your fucked up ideas about who we are. I know that I might be in the minority when it comes to my feelings on this subject, but I don’t give a fuck! I’m free to wear whatever the fuck I want, and I dare a muthafucka to get in my face about it. A slave will accept me as I am and be grateful for the honor of my presence. In short… Fuck these men and their opinions with a long, fat dick.