Sadistic Master revels in her woes

TAKING MY HAND UPON THE NAP OF YOUR NECK, FIRMLY BUT GENTLY, I LEAD YOU INTO MY LAIR. GRASPING YOUR BLOUSE I RIP IT APART, BUTTONS FLYING ACCROSS THE ROOM. IN YOUR SHOCK YOU GRASP YOUR ARMS ACCROSS YOUR CHEST AS A JESTURE OF PROTECTION. I PULL THEM

Our Play

(although this is an example of My style of play and what I enjoy, for those who are not quite ready for this level of intensity without undue lasting traumitization, I can play much lighter… it is in the rapture of my sub, that I find my trea