Into the Dark

For My desire! I just snap My finger and any male is ready to serve Me as I please. Right now, I'm checking My emails and using one slave as a piece of furniture - or whatever it is - a carpet under My sharp heels. I carry on typing and dangling My shoe over its face, rest My soles on its face, dig My heels in its flesh. I guess you started whimpering in the corner as you got flashes of My pantyhose feet when I was dangling My heels, because I finally took notice of your existence.

So the slave wants to be called itself, an object with which we can do what we want. First I got to know him in the studio with spreader bars attached to the winch. Hanging out there like that is the first ordeal he gets to experience with me. A little later I feel like torturing him a little bit, together with Jane we have some fun with his carcass. First we beat up his defenceless balls, which are dangling from him without any protection. Then we his cock with needles and then leave him again alone in his uncomfortable position with his closed pisshole.