DOMINATRIX – I Know You Like To Be Punished

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Sometimes We wonder what it is about your dominatrix in leather, latex, and PVC that turns you on so much. When I sit down in that huge throne inside my dungeon in my tight acrylic catsuit and you are on your legs in front of me, wretched and pitiful, do you think that I haven’ t seen that shine in your eye? Do you think We haven’ t noticed that prolonged intake of breath as I lean towards you as you take in my personal scent? Do you not feel that I can see your useless encounter as you caress those extended leather boots of mine when you rest your face in the calf? There isn’ to anything I don’ testosterone levels see as a dominatrix. We are watching you on a regular basis. I make you stand ahead of me so I can inspect that lowly body of your own and I circle you watching every move that you generate. Do you honestly believe that this kind of dominatrix would miss a single thing? I know how you would love to nestle into my slightly subjected cleavage. I know you would provide a life if I were to undo that zip and uncover those voluptuous breasts with those erect dainty erect nipples. How you would love to lay again while I straddle your face and feed my open pussy into your mouth, something My spouse and i reserve for only the chosen few. I know you love the smell of that beautiful soft hide mixed with the fact of my warm moist pussy honey. I know you adore the click of the excessive spiky leather heels of the dominatrix as I make my observations. I’ ve seen your legs go to jelly right in front of me. I’ ve seen your dick stand abruptly to focus, even when I crack that with my cane. Much like I watch you retract those testicles when I help to make that first thwack over the back of your thighs. Think you’ ve got away with it do you? I think not. You wouldn’ big t be the first servant to be dragged across my own spanking bench with his arms cuffed to the two big hooks on my wall and a spreading bar drive between his ankles in order to administer a really good thrashing. My own cat o nine myths is particularly efficient for that goal. That stinging sound since it lashes across your skin and the whimpering voice to thank me appropriately every time I just make contact with that bare arse. But then what is better for your slimy worm like yourself. You need to understand it is your dominatrix who makes the decisions below and will be in charge of you in the years ahead. You may think you bottom in the top and I am only the facilitator, but you are so wrong masturbazione. There is only one person in the room who is in control, the one whom makes the final decisions everywhere, and that my dear submissive, is me, your strict dominatrix. When my fingers turn around that tight scruff of the neck that I gave you the advantage of wearing for your dominance, superiority training, and my forehead is riveted up against your own, be sure to listen very carefully as I whisper my instruction. When your eyes meet mine, then you will know your leather dressed dominatrix means serious organization. When I clamp those serrated metal alligator clips upon those rather sorry nipples of yours you’ ll understand just how serious I truly is. I like to pinch, convert and twist. I will make you feel the agony and the joyfulness. But of course, we should not forget the best. Something with a bit of level! When I bend you over and insert that rather cold metal speculum deep into that bottomless pit of your anal orifice, crank it open slowly and then drive my violet wand all the way down it. Did anyone ever tell you that you shudder such as a pig that has just attended meet its maker? I just bet they didn’ t, did they? That’ t why I am telling you now. It may help you appreciate your place. Your low ranking, as I said before! Your place is underneath that huge ego of mine. My domination always has the very last word! Just how it should be from your dominatrix!

So , when it comes to a dominatrix is it satin and lace that take your fancy or shiny black PVC? It offers one such a feeling of grandeur being trussed into that limited black basque and those quad high PVC boots, along with those long gloves that reach up to my armpits. And don’ t neglect my beautiful shiny dark dominatrix kitty mask. Sometimes I think I look practically sweet! Of course , as you well know, you should never judge an e book by its cover. Though sometimes I feel my hard work is such a waste, the moment all you really want to do is certainly lick cream from among those perfect little foot of mine. But then that’ s just one of the many joys of being a dominatrix. To become paid a copious amount of cash as a femdom by someone who just wants to mind bang your feet. Don’ testosterone levels you just love it when I little by little unzip that long boot in front of you? 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How blessed you are to have a mistress at your beck and give us a call at on live dominatrix sexchat. Any time of the night or day we wait gracing you with our presence. I do hope you appreciate what a dominatrix can actually do for you. Some are never lost for words. I understand about the longing. The sub frenzy! I know how you just have to act out the ones fantasies with a dominatrix as well as the uncontrolled state that gets your adrenaline pumping and your cardiovascular racing. Just one tiny notion will trigger you away with some very benign very little thing like the glimpse of the woman in high stiletto heels sitting on a coach, or coming face to face with a woman in an exquisite limited business suit and black seamed stockings at work. A small trivial little thing which goes unnoticed by the rest of the universe, but in five seconds level it can reduce you to a red faced, quivering, salivating wreck. Emasculation in one fell swoop! Nothing pleases me personally as a dominatrix more than to have you naked and kneeling at my feet, preferably with the wrists bound and a ball gag in your mouth and a blindfold across the eyes to cut off just another one of your senses. The only way you will find me is by my efluvio or the hot breath via my mouth. You have to live with the fear of surprise since you never know what I will do next. You can think me as I enter your body space. Your olfactory smells will tell you how close I am. You can hear me personally when I whisper those lovely dark nothings in your head. You can feel my contact but you cannot see me personally or know what delights may be awaiting you. Trust is usually your only hope with a dominatrix. Am I going to angle those nipple clamps or take that cock of yours with both hands and wring its neck such as a chicken in a butchers store at Christmas? Am I likely to squeeze those balls right up until a tear rolls down your cheek? You see fear is what I rely on and i also have filled many a guy with the fear from terrible, because once I’ ve got you chained and shackled, the world soon turns into my oyster. Oh just how weak you really are. Those times I have grappled you to the ground, as easy as throwing away a paper bag. I just lay on your chest with my knuckle pressed tightly with your solar plexus and you get rid of the use of your arms and legs just like a helpless puppy. I observe you as you try to get your breath. I love that look of sheer panic on your face. Then most I have to do being a dominatrix is a quick swivel circular and place a scissor carry your throat between these mean lean muscular thighs and legs of mine. My pussy rammed up against your face. Only when you knew just how horrible you really look. It is so basic I could pick up a book and get in some much needed ‘ me’ time while I maintain you in place until it fits me to set you free. In fact a lot of the time this doesn’ t suit me personally, but then what are you doing to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ h when I know I’ ve got you. Do I let you come up for air? Well I might if you’ re also a very good boy, and frankly, being a good boy would be a extremely wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to those who annoy me or perhaps try to struggle. They constantly live to regret it. Avoid the dominatrix and you are resisting me. That is an unpardonable Sin!

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