DOMINATRIX – I Know You Like To Be Punished
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You see dread is what I rely on and I have filled many a person with the fear from hell, because once I’ empieza 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 lay on your chest with my own knuckle pressed tightly into the solar plexus and you drop the use of your arms and legs such as a helpless puppy. I view you as you try to capture your breath. I love that look of sheer anxiety on your face. Then every I have to do being a dominatrix is a quick swivel spherical and place a scissor keep your throat between the ones mean lean muscular thighs of mine. My kitty 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 keep you in place until it accommodates me to set you no cost. In fact a lot of the time that doesn’ t suit me personally, but then what are you going to do to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ t when I know I’ empieza got you. Do I allow you to come up for air? Well I might if you’ re also a very good boy, and frankly, being a good boy would be a incredibly wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to the people who annoy me or try to struggle. They generally live to regret it. Avoid the dominatrix and you are dealing with me. That is an unforgivable Sin!
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