Just my presence alone leaves my pet weak. From the mesmerizing scent of my fragrance, to the magnificence of my feminine silhouette cinched tightly at the waist, he is overwhelmed by my beauty and Asian Superiority. My Goddess Perfection is unmatched, and it makes this weakling a slave to me.

He feels the soft leather of my gloved hands creep up behind his neck and face like two ravenous snakes ready to attack and squeeze their prey. He turns to putty in my hands, as my delicate fingers caress him softly. That is, until he feels them wrap tightly around his throat and over his mou... Show more