Training at the Altar – slave Conditioning
Nothing can prepare you for the enlightenment and honour you are about to receive, however, before you begin and crawl to My throne you will …
Nothing can prepare you for the enlightenment and honour you are about to receive, however, before you begin and crawl to My throne you will …
I slowly walk into the room where you are waiting, locked in chastity and kneeling on the floor. you hear the click of My heels …
My powerful, supreme boots frame the lowly, inferior boot bitch as it grovels in anticipation and surrender. A literal bootlicker, waiting to be used however …
you’re addicted. you’re stuck. And you desperately want Me to notice you. you’re dangling on the edge of My web, begging to be wrapped up …
I’ve unlocked you from chastity to play….torment….My pantyhose plaything. Stare, Worship, Stroke as you fixate on My seductive curves. Harder as you beg and moan …
your sole purpose and privilege is being My personal foot puppy. Awaiting My every command in silent obedience. Kept collared and in permanent chastity as …
I’ve noticed how that pathetic locked little dick has become the centre of your attention, the inescapable cage is your fixation. Everything you do every …
Bound in My web, weaved so tightly. Fixated on your dark Queen as I coat My lips in glossy red poison. Feel My silky web …
‘ve noticed your helpless arousal as you’re chained in My dungeon. you’ve been kept in a relentless state of tease, edge and denial as I …
Grovel at My boots, bitch. Look up at Me, in all black shiny PVC as I stroke My big black rubber cock. Watch My glossy …