Here I engage in far more sadistic practises. Pain. Humiliation. Degradation.
Being made to wank with nettles as I laugh at your pain before finally taking pity on you...and pissing on you to cool you off.
On your knees begging to take my strap-on. Needing to suck and be fucked. Perhaps I oblige. Perhaps I make you beg some more.
Sounds. Violet wand. Breath play. Fisting. Whips.
What can you take?
Elizabeth Swan