Rite of Spring with The Goddess

Spring cannot arrive without the longing for a primal, ritualistic scene of massive proportions, with a sacrificial lamb (consensual, of course) surrendering to the deepest, darkest desires of The Goddess.

As music is always my magic wand, creating an atmosphere to spiral you into the depths of my devious doings, here is a taste of what you would experience in my presence.

A scene from the start of such a ritual, slowing peeling back the layers of my sacrificial lamb.