DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

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Sometimes I actually 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 in my dungeon in my tight latex catsuit and you are on your knees 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 very long intake of breath as I toned towards you as you take in my personal scent? Do you not feel that I can see your useless encounter as you caress those very long leather boots of quarry when you rest your face in the calf? There isn’ testosterone levels anything I don’ t see as a dominatrix. I just is watching you all the time. I make you stand prior to me so I can inspect that lowly body of yours and I circle you observing every move that you make. Do you honestly believe that this dominatrix would miss anything that’s at all? I know how you would love to nestle into my slightly exposed cleavage. I know you would provide a life if I were to undo-options that zip and show those voluptuous breasts with those erect dainty erect nipples. How you would love to lay back while I straddle your face and feed my open cunt into your mouth, something My spouse and i reserve for only the picked few. I know you love the smell of that beautiful gentle hide mixed with the substance of my warm damp pussy honey. I know you adore the click of the large spiky leather heels of the dominatrix as I make my own observations. I’ ve noticed your legs go to gel right in front of me. I’ ve seen your cock stand abruptly to interest, even when I crack that with my cane. Just like I watch you retract those testicles when I produce that first thwack across the back of your thighs. Think you’ ve got apart with it do you? I do believe not. You wouldn’ t be the first slave to be dragged across my own spanking bench with his arms cuffed to the two big hooks on my wall and a spreading bar thrust between his ankles so I can administer a really good thrashing. My personal cat o nine stories is particularly efficient for that goal. That stinging sound as it lashes across your skin and the whimpering voice thanking me appropriately every time We make contact with that bare arse. But then what is better for the slimy worm like your self. You need to understand it is your dominatrix who makes the decisions below and will be in charge of you going forward. You may think you bottom from the top and I am only the facilitator, but you are so wrong. There is only one person in the room who is in control, the one who also makes the final decisions everywhere, and that my dear submissive, is me, your stern dominatrix. When my fingers turn around that tight training collar that I gave you the privilege of wearing for your dominance, superiority training, and my temple is riveted up against yours, be sure to listen very carefully as I whisper my instruction. Once your eyes meet mine, then you will know your leather clad dominatrix means serious organization. When I clamp those serrated metal alligator clips about those rather sorry nipples of yours you’ lmost all understand just how serious I really is. I like to pinch, turn and twist. I will cause you to be feel the agony and the inspiration. But of course, we should not forget my favourite. Something with a bit of strength! When I bend you as well as insert that rather frosty metal speculum deep in to that bottomless pit of your anal orifice, crank that open slowly and then thrust my violet wand straight down it. Did anyone at any time tell you that you shudder like a pig that has just visited meet its maker? I just bet they didn’ testosterone levels, did they? That’ s why I am telling you now. It may help you appreciate your place. Your low lamer ranking, as I said before! Your place is underneath that huge ego of mine. My domination has the very last word! Just how it ought to be from your dominatrix!

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And then if the mood can take me I may let you disentangle one of my sheer dark-colored stockings and use my own toes for your pleasure. Then I order you to lick my foot from end to end and to suck slowly in each dainty little digit. Several of you prefer it with the pantyhose left on don’ big t you? You say you like the taste of old sweat. This dominatrix will carry out your every desire, the every need. Domination in its highest realm! We know what it means to understand you. Like my own Sisters in sin, I will look deep into that soul of yours, I realize what makes you tick, I know how to reach the very absolute depths of your mind. I understand the best way you think. I mouth. You adore to suck it throughout the seam where the toes go. But then there is no accounting meant for taste. Like when you beg me to let you suck the juices from the crotch my own thong or to be gagged with it when I content you to the bed. 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You see fear is what I rely on and I have filled many a male with the fear from hell, because once I’ ve got you chained and shackled, the world soon becomes my oyster. Oh how weak you really are. Those times I have grappled one to the ground, as easy as throwing away a paper bag. I just sit on your chest with my knuckle pressed tightly into the solar plexus and you reduce the use of your arms and legs just like a helpless puppy. I enjoy you as you try to get your breath. I love that look of sheer panic on your face. Then all I have to do being a dominatrix is a quick swivel circular and place a scissor hold your throat between all those mean lean muscular thighs and leg of mine. My pussy rammed up against your face. Only if 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 hold you in place until it suits me to set you free. In fact a lot of the time this doesn’ t suit me, but then what are you doing to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ ersus when I know I’ ve got you. Do I enable you to come up for air? Very well I might if you’ lso are a very good boy, and frankly, as a good boy would be a extremely wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to the who annoy me or perhaps try to struggle. They generally live to regret it. Avoid the dominatrix and you are resisting me. That is an unforgivable Sin!

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There are some issues in this world that some people claim only dreams are made of. I might say you are my own dream and I, your dominatrix, am your worst headache, a recurring nightmare that chases you even throughout your waking hours with my own domination, my power, and worst of all, my sadomasochistic determination. When you are gagged and cuffed by this dominatrix in that great iron foundation in my dungeon with your feet spread wide apart plus your ankles chained to a bar. What actually goes through that empty little submissive head of yours? You wait in anticipation for your dominatrix to punish you don’ to you? That’ s what gives you the rush doesn’ testosterone levels it!? You hear that meet scrape across the box and that distant whoosh as the flame begins to flare. I can feel you brace yourself. After that there is the smell of that smouldering wax from those two red candles that I ignored deliberately for you to see as you walked in and crouched in shame before me. I could see you looking out of the corner of your eye. I told you, I miss nothing. I actually tell you to relax but you harden with baited breath. I run my hand over that flaccid useless little budgie’ s tongue of a tool. Personally I prefer looking at an erect cock myself rather than second hand pile of giblets that looks like it has been gutted from a festive chicken. I wait. I anticipate a reaction. You feel my hands dance with those wax lights over your body dripping those sizzling tiny droplets on to the eye of that male organ. It always stands to attention then. I can’ t think why! I wait for that sharp the consumption of oxygen to whistle through that ball gag. This stifles your cries if nothing else. Then gradually We lower my stance using the hot candles closer and closer. I hear the panting. I watch the perspiration form tiny tiny droplets on your forehead. Watching your cock in raptures jointly fall of red cooking hot serum is such entertaining. I just love to make fabulous patterns and see your skin wise from the heat. It is so imaginative! And then I talk you down slowly when your decrease torso looks like a rather distastefully decorated Birthday cake. This kind of dominatrix is always so pleased with her work! But then naturally the real fun begins. I just couldn’ t possibly send home to your wife like that could I? My dressage mix comes in so handy at times like these. You can hear it ?nternet site tap it on the side of my hand, slightly impatiently, just to give you an inkling of what might be in store for you. It has such an excellent way of just cutting through the air making that beautiful resounding sharp sound. One good hard crack right along the head of the penis and hey ho, all spending ready to go home and be the dutiful wax free man again. Perfect! In fact with out waxing lyrical about it, a great end to a perfect day time. Domination from a dominatrix at its finest!