Some call it a fetish, I call it intensive treatment. Today, I wore white, but not the white of innocence. The tulle touches my skin like a constant provocation, almost as if reminding me of the power I have when you look at me. Nothing here is by chance. Every gesture, every word, every pause is part of my method. You try to remain firm, but I notice when your breathing changes, when your gaze falters, when your body obeys even before you understand why. It is at that moment that the treatment begins. I don't need to touch you to control you. My presence, the tone of my voice, is enough. Here, there is no resistance, only the desire to surrender a little more. I observe, adjust the intensity, administer the exact dose of obedience and pleasure. They call this a fetish, but for me it's just what I do best: guiding the mind to the point where it understands that control was never its own. #fetish