I love my riding crop. I get excited when I hear the distinctive sound it makes when it slices though the air and the crack it makes when it comes in contact with my slaves sore nipples. I put my slave in double zip leather hood so I can deprive him of his sense of sight, now he cannot see where the strikes are coming from. It drives him crazy to hear the crop move though the air never knowing where the crop well hit next. He also is prevented from looking at me as I dress so seductively in my black leather thigh high boots with the 5" heel, black leather riding pants, red latex corset, black ...

I love my riding crop. I get excited when I hear the distinctive sound it makes when it slices though the air and the crack it makes when it comes in contact with my slaves sore nipples. I put my slave in double zip leather hood so I can deprive him of his sense of sight, now he cannot see where the strikes are coming from. It drives him crazy to hear the crop move though the air never knowing where the crop well hit next. He also is prevented from looking at me as I dress so seductively in my black leather thigh high boots with the 5" heel, black leather riding pants, red latex corset, black leather jacket with the metal studs, black leather gloves and shinny black biker cap. After a Session of burning his nipples with a cigarette the pain of the impact of my hard riding crop must cause him enough pain to go insane.

Keep on suffering,
Goddess Gia