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I am Devious Kitty, proprietress of an imaginary space I like to call the Dingy Dungeon. It's a seedy nightclub you might have found in 1930s Berlin ... or a less salubrious area of Paris ... all kinds of delicious deviants wander through its doors, seeking pleasure, pain, and perversion!
If you venture into the Dingy Dungeon, you'd better brace yourself - it's like nowhere you've ever been before. The conversation can venture down weird and wonderful paths. It doesn't have to be kinky - I'm sapiosexual and love a good chat on intellectual matters. You'll probably get insulted at some point!
Just remember - the Dungeon is my space, and what I say goes. And for the love of all that's unholy, have the courtesy to say goodbye and thank you when you end the call. I'm not offended if the Dungeon isn't for you, but it's fucking rude to just hang up.
Just a few of the things I enjoy:
I luuuuurve humiliation (but not racial, so don't ask).
CBT (what's not to love?)
Findom (at the Dingy Dungeon we're only too happy to relieve you of all that burdensome cash!)
Stockings and tights
Not interested in sissies (sorry, but they bore me stupid). If you want to bring out your femme side here, do so because you enjoy it. In the Dingy Dungeon, we're all about enjoying your deviance. So no "forced" anything either.
So give me a call, bitch boys, and come explore our rooms!