Greetings, pets.
While you were toiling away in your gray little world—eagerly checking your phone for new posts on my social media—I was in paradise.
I recently returned from the most deliciously decadent escape in Cozumel, Mexico. Imagine this: a sprawling private villa perched just above the Caribbean Sea, its smooth stone floors and sweeping archways practically humming with elegance and indulgence. Marble and stone everywhere. A pool so massive it mirrored the sky, and a hot tub that bubbled like my amusement when I watch you beg.
Yes, I took time for me. No appointments. No sessions. No responsibilities—just pure pleasure, surrounded by my closest, most trusted friends. Dommes only, of course. No riffraff, no whining, and definitely no simpering submissives asking for permission to speak. Just the sound of waves, birdsong, laughter, and clinking cocktail glasses.
We spent our mornings being pampered by the villa staff—a full buffet breakfast to accommodate every diet, rooms refreshed daily. Every meal was artfully prepared by a team of chefs. Think fresh mango, flaky fish, rich sauces—meals worth moaning over. With so many needs being taken care of, we lounged by the pool instead—bare, golden from the sun, entirely unbothered. Imagine your Goddess, stretched out on a poolside daybed, a cool drink in one hand, the other trailing lazily through the water, soaking up the sun on my glistening curves.
You weren’t there. Does that sting?
While my Domme friends and I floated weightlessly in the pool, giggling over stories of pathetic little playthings like you, you sat at home scrolling and fantasizing. And now that you know where I was and what you missed? I imagine your chest is tight. Your breath shallow. Good.
You could’ve contributed. You could’ve shown your devotion the way a truly obedient pet should. But now, here you are—desperate for a way to make it up to me. So listen closely:
I’m already planning my next trip. I want something even grander. A rooftop view. A plunge pool. Sunset massages. And this time, I might let one lucky submissive foot the bill. Would that be you?
If the thought of that makes you ache, then you know what to do: Tribute. Generously. Thoughtfully. Immediately. This Goddess expects the best.
Now, back to your corner. And think about what you missed.
If you’re desperate to have a peek inside my luscious Cozumel trip, join one of my fansites where I will be posting pictures (plenty of naked villa and bikini poolside pics coming).
And for the truly desperate submissive, perhaps if you show me just how generous and agreeable you can be, we can plan to go on vacation together. Of course you’ll be there to serve: making the vacation easy and seamless, paying for every luxurious expense, and working tirelessly to make sure I am maximizing my pleasure and relaxation, just as a good sub should.
Until the next delightful adventure,
Aviva
Goddess Aviva lounges by the villa pool, sunning her curves
