Princess Pandora

I give terrible first impressions, especially to women. I have this look on my face that makes them think I’m either a bitch, or a hate them, or both. When I first met Nikki it was at a poolside in Vegas in 2010 and I was in a particularly bad mood. Nikki either didn’t notice or didn’t care. She gave me a warm smile and ushered me to come closer the way little girls do who have no ulterior motive except to be friends. We didn’t click as friends at first, but we respected and supported each other. Being findoms at a time when no one had heard of findoms, our stars aligned a handful of times. Once, a sub booked us both for a double cam show, where he opened a Saks 5th Avenue account with his credit card, gave us the password, and proceeded to watch as we gleefully spent $10k There are few women in this industry who truly embody their online persona, and Nikki was one of them. She believed her beauty and femininity was best leveraged to give her the finer things in life and she did it better than anyone; Louboutin shoes, Dom Perignon champagne, and first class tickets to luxury hotels. But her high standards were not limited to just herself, she believed all women deserved these things. She never coveted a generous sub, and if you were lucky enough to be one the select few friends who she trusted, she would spare no expense to share her glamorous lifestyle with you. These last few years were the closest I’ve been with Nikki. We collaborated over several projects with our shared sub, fairy. She took me to EDC via helicopter and I dragged her to burning man, with so many other trips and experiences in between. We’re so different in many ways that I’m doubtful we’d be friends under different circumstances. Which is why I’m so thankful that this strange little profession brought us together and I will miss her so fucking much. RIP, you baddie. I love you. @bratty_nikki