Is there anything more for my leather puppet than the primal smell of my exotic leather attire filling the room and his eager nostrils, as I push him beyond his limits with exquisite, agonizing pain? Certainly not.

The pleasure/pain dynamic is at it's most evident, as my gleaming, skin tight leather overwhelms my pet's senses leaving him in a state of fetishistic and submissive euphoria. Simultaneously, I paint a masterpiece of welts, cuts and bruises on his back, ass and legs with several arcane instruments of torment.

The more I give, the more he wants. The more he wants... Show more