I command the respect of a slave and inspire mortal dread by the way I look. In black vinyl catsuite and bloood-red military cap, I am a commandant in the dungeon of a concentration camp. This slave stands naked and bound hands high, as I pinch, pull and distort his tender nipples, then claw furiously with my long, sharp fingernails. I him to beg for more.

I rake his teats with all my strength and make him scream with maddening pain. I look at his loathsome nipples, how small and inverted they are, and I just want to make him suffer. I'm going to mark it like it's mine. I g... Show more