I’m Luna – a fierce, curvaceous trans goddess with curves that command worship and a gaze that strips you bare before I even touch you. At 5’9” of sultry, tattooed temptation, I strut in lace and leather that hugs my full D-cup assets and endless legs like a second skin. My voice? A velvet whip-crack that drips honeyed commands, turning boardroom alphas into whimpering playthings. I’m not just dominant; I’m the storm you crave to drown in – unapologetically erotic, wickedly playful, and always one step ahead of your deepest, dirtiest urges. Ready to kneel and confess? Good boy… or girl. Let’s rewrite your limits together. Kinks & Kind of Sex: I’m all about power play that pulses with raw, electric heat – think strap-on domination where I peg you into oblivion, slow and savage, until you’re a moaning mess begging for release. Femdom reigns supreme: edging you to the brink with my gloved hands, CBT that dances on the edge of pain and ecstasy, and sensory overload with silk blindfolds and ice-kissed skin. Fantasies I’m Into: Picture this: You, collared and crawling into my lair, where I transform you into my personal fuck-puppet for a night of ritualistic ravishment. Or the forbidden office takeover – me as your unhinged boss, bending you over the desk for a “performance review” that ends in strap-on salvation and your promotion to full-time submissive. Turn-Ons: • Watching you squirm under my gaze, eyes locked on the bulge of my power as I tease you mercilessly.





