mizoctober is 28, petite as hell, 5’2 of green eyed chaos wrapped up in tattoos and red hair that looks like it was designed in a lab to make you ruin your self respect. She’s bi, she’s dominant, she’s sitting there with toys, bondage themes, leather strapped across her like a warning sign—basically a femme Libra nightmare built to chew you up and spit out whatever ego you thought you had. Bust 34, waist 28, hips 30, weight 120. Not some mythical Amazon—she’s compact, efficient, damn near bite sized destruction. Don’t mistake small for soft though, this one is the kind of “petite” that comes with a collar, cuffs, and zero tolerance for your dumb ass. BDSM, femdom, leather, interactive vibes—she’s not here for your half-assed fantasies. She clearly lays the rules: confess your dirty little secrets, set the limits, surrender, and remember she’s the one with control. Hairy down below, no fake bullshit, just raw realism that laughs at your squeamishness. She runs live shows, party chat, not wasting time with gold show gimmicks. She’s in another dimension, like she says, but don’t fool yourself—it’s *her* dimension, and you’re lucky if you’re allowed in it. Pubic hair, tattoos, toys, dominance—if you’re weak, keep scrolling, but if you’ve got balls or at least the delusion of them, she’ll crack you right open. Bottom line—mizoctober isn’t asking you to play, she’s commanding you to. And if you can’t handle a redheaded Libra goddess with steel under her skin and ropes in her bag, then guess what? She doesn’t give a damn.
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