As you can probably tell, I'm not like most t-girls. I have no interest in frilly dresses, dainty lingerie or any of that shit. With me its leather, 6-inch heels, loud animal prints and stretchy, figure hugging, trashy outfits that would put most hookers to shame. I am generally loud, egotistical, bold, confident and upfront in person. I act how I dress so to speak. Some would say I am a bitch. They would be correct. I know that's what people are attracted to, whether they admit it or not. I draw/render my own artwork, which is usually Tgirl / Cyberpunk-bitch / Hooker themed. Im also skilled in 3DSMax, Photoshop, and obviously with a camera. I take all my photos myself.

Listen up, bitches.

I am now owned. Collared. Kept. A slave.

Whom, you ask, could possibly be divine enough to win Fallon's heart and take command of her naughty body? Good question. This fucking girl right here:

Yes, that's my name on her tummy, which is more than the rest of you have ever done for my sexy ass. So now she gets to spank it, fuck it, have her way with it. And if you want to join in, you'll have to ask her. If you want a piece of this, you'll have to ask her. If you want me to play with you ... ask her.

I'm owned. Deal. Because I love my Mistress.

And she loves me!!!!!! See????? God, I'm lucky!