Kept as a Smoke Room slave
you hear the sound of My stilettos approaching. The anticipation rises. I walk in the room that you are kept chained for My smoking pleasure. …
you hear the sound of My stilettos approaching. The anticipation rises. I walk in the room that you are kept chained for My smoking pleasure. …
you are on your knees before your leather Goddess, begging for your fix! you crave it so much, you need it more than air. you …
you are kept caged and enslaved, nothing but a piece of slave meat to be used. I have decided that you are going to work …
We enter a hotel room after a night on the town. I have promised you that we would have some kinky fun! you sit down …
your life has been given new meaning and purpose as My human doormat. It’s your first day and you’ve been waiting to be used, fantasising …
I have you crawling on all fours at the end of My chain leash after My divine leather boots. it’s time for your lunch, slave. …
I ordered the house slave to remain knelt at My front door when I left this morning, so that when I return it is ready …
At the end of My leash and crawling behind My divine feet, the slave kisses the ground I walk on. I completely own this object …
you would drop to your knees and beg to be My pet eagerly.. Beg for Me to take ownership of a lowly mutt such as …
you’re tied to the chair in front of Me, bound helplessly and at My mercy. A deal is a deal – and you said that …