TubTalks with Goddess Devora Nude Bathtub Bubbles Devora Moore fetish fantasy fun content creator podcast tub
TubTalks with Goddess Devora by Devora Moore Cash is LOVE Typically, often ritually, My preference is for nighttime baths, but as TubTalks with Goddess Devora have become much more popular, I resort to many daytime baths. Solitude is a service unto it’s own. There is a gift in being completely yourself and completely alone…and satisfied with both. Here is a little bathtime fantasy as well as links to episodes of my podcast, TubTalks with Goddess Devora!  My bathtime fantasy! Chill instrumentals play, some flutes, drums…a weird hipster spa playlist Alexa thought I would enjoy. Could this be playing in someone else’s home? A boy sits at a computer, fidgety, knowing he aches for something he can’t quite put his finger on…   He aches for Me. A Goddess, a Queen to obey, a Woman beholden to no one, relaxing in a eucalyptus and peppermint scented salt soak. There’s a whole big glass jar in My bathroom full of LUSH bath bombs and bubble bars, but today Epsom salts for My achy muscles. After a workout and some time outside tending to the garden, I need the healing of these waters and not just the pretty and pleasant smelling colors of […]
OctoGoddess Octopus Tattoo Origin Story Devora Moore Goddess
OctoGoddess Tattoo Origin part 1 by Devora Moore   Why OctoGoddess, you wonder? My entry into the public kink sphere happened alongside healing from a heartbreak which I marked with a big back tattoo of an octopus.    That clears everything up, right? No? I will grace you with the OctoGoddess Octopus Tattoo Origin Story…be sure to show your thankfulness.   My relationship of almost seven years ended in late April in the year of our Space Mom’s death, 2017. Rest in power Admiral of Mental Health and feistiness. That break up gutted me, even though I initiated it after 6 months of my partner not being able to decide whether he wanted to continue monogamy with me or the affair he had begun having with a coworker. I had never felt as hopeless, as alone, as broken. I couldn’t eat, I barely slept for weeks after, until the SSRI’s finally took hold. But I was determined not to let this narrative define me. I focused on therapy, my friendships and building a strong body. My 42nd birthday was mid June and I wanted to celebrate with my friends.   I had reserved a cabana at a local waterpark for […]