These socks served Me for seven days. Every step I took, they stayed tight to My skin, absorbing the scent, the heat, and the energy of a life lived in absolute control. They carry Me. And now, they’re yours… if you’re bold (and obedient) enough to pay.

No washing. No fakery. No “girl-next-door” act.
This is ownership from a woman who expects payment for your pleasure, and nothing less.

You don’t get to beg. You get to buy.
Because on this platform, your wallet does the kneeling for you.

Available now.
Limited. Sealed. Untouched since removal.

Only the worthy will know what it’s like to hold something that once touched a Goddess.