You are aware that you do not embody a true man, you may believe you engage in masculine pursuits, yet you are neither a bull nor an alpha. You assume that a beautiful woman cannot wear form-fitting attire and adorn herself elegantly. I can perceive your gaze lingering on my pantyhose; you have a fascination with my leather as well, don't you? I render you feeble, my legs clad in pantyhose, my snug gloves, and my figure accentuated by a leather mini skirt. I know you yearn to touch yourself at this moment, your eyes are fixated on my flawless derrière, clad in leather, the very attire you claim women should avoid. You are powerless against a strong, beautiful woman in leather. You relish the dominance I exert over you, and I can torment you without your awareness. Just as now, you cannot divert your gaze from my divine form in leather. You believe you will never submit, but you are mistaken. you are pleasuring yourself at the sight of that which you profess to oppose. What would your admirers think if they knew of your actions? I possess that knowledge to leverage against you. you are already succumbing to my influence. I wield power, and you are so eager to be governed by me, stroke yourself more fervently for me. Devote yourself and submit to me, this is where you truly belong. You have no idea how many alpha males I have reduced to quivering worms at my feet, frantically pleasuring themselves for me, your alpha queen.
