Bianca

I’m twenty-four and people keep expecting me to be shy or undecided about things. I’m not sure where that comes from – probably the blonde hair and the fact that I look like I’ve just come in from somewhere. I get over it quickly enough. I’m East European, I say what I think, and I’ve never seen the point of pretending I’m less sure of myself than I am. What I like in a person is someone who keeps up. Quick, a bit dry, not easily shocked. If you’re the sort of man who goes quiet when a woman is blunt with him, we’re both going to have a dull evening.

Blonde, green eyes, five foot six, size 8, some tattoos. I dress properly – corsets, fishnets, latex when the night’s worth it, tall boots, gloves, heels. Black lingerie almost always; it’s the one thing I’m predictable about. And there’s a whole rack of uniforms in my wardrobe – maid, schoolgirl, secretary, teacher – which I enjoy far more than I expected to. It’s not the costume itself. It’s watching a man forget what he was about to say.

What surprises me is that I have perfect natural boobs, yet most men compliment me on my ass. It seems that my ass transforms men into ass fetishists. They become obsessed with my ass and worship me for it. Which I love, of course. Nothing compares to a series of orgasms while getting a rimjob.

My favorite outfit is comprised of black stockings with suspenders, tiny black panties, black lace gloves, a black lace collar and red stilettos. And a stainless steel butt plug with a red jewel. No bra. This is guaranteed to make you cum faster than you think. Preferably in my mouth. Or on my face. Or on my ass. Wherever you like, I love cum, and I love playing with cum. Like snowballing? Call me.

Bayswater is home and I date mostly in Central London – Paddington, Lancaster Gate, Marble Arch, Marylebone, Baker Street, Edgware Road, Notting Hill Gate, Victoria. Dinner first, always. Syrniki if I can get them, honey cake after, and a gin and tonic in my hand for most of the evening. Then a private party or something with a dress code – I like a room where everyone’s made an effort and nobody’s checking the time. I dance until they turn the music off, and I’ve never once been the first to leave.

I enjoy being in control, and I’m not subtle about it. I’d rather establish that early than let you spend an entire evening wondering. I like being adored, I like being listened to, and I’ve noticed how much lighter a man gets once he’s admitted what he really wants. Teasing, restraint, costumes, taking it slow, a bit of edge when we’ve talked it through first – and we do talk it through, because guessing is how things go wrong. I’m loud when I’m enjoying sex and I’m not sorry about it. If you were hoping for quiet sex, you’ve got the wrong girl.

I always set the rules agreed in advance, so there are no surprises at the end of the date. Discretion is guaranteed without having to be asked.

What I want is a man who’s confident enough to be direct and secure enough to let me lead. Older is fine, I don’t mind at all. Just don’t be careful with me. Tell me what you’re after and let’s see where the night goes.