Swinging the paddle as hard as I do is exhausting, but also exhilarating. Physically, I pour all my power into each stroke on this slave's pudgy ass; mentally, I draw fresh power from each cry of pain coming back from his slackening mouth. My slave is in agony; I am in ecstasy. “Who's your queen?” I ask, briefly pausing. “Queen Darla,” he manages.

I batter his buns red and raw, the skin red and gory. To most women it would be a repulsive sight, but to me it's an abstract expressionist masterpiece, flung-red paint on a cunt-pink canvas. I tell him how good he looks, admirin...

Swinging the paddle as hard as I do is exhausting, but also exhilarating. Physically, I pour all my power into each stroke on this slave's pudgy ass; mentally, I draw fresh power from each cry of pain coming back from his slackening mouth. My slave is in agony; I am in ecstasy. “Who's your queen?” I ask, briefly pausing. “Queen Darla,” he manages.

I batter his buns red and raw, the skin red and gory. To most women it would be a repulsive sight, but to me it's an abstract expressionist masterpiece, flung-red paint on a cunt-pink canvas. I tell him how good he looks, admiring my gruesome artistry. His only reply is the rasping sound of a man struggle through nasty pain for a breath of air. When his lungs finally fill, all he can do is scream with each hit: “Yah! Yah! Oo. Oo.” Cacophony to some to me, a melody of sadistic joy.

Yours in good pain,
Queen Darla

Features: paddling, corporal punishment, Asian, BDSM, female domination, goddess worship, humiliation, bondage