In this riveting POV clip, Mistress Renee Trevi stands tall and powerful, towering over you in her skin tight latex. You are on your knees, hanging on her every word spoken in her entrancing Russian accent. You are nothing to her. A mere insect. And your place is beneath her. Always.

If she crouches down closer to you, you should be appreciative for her generosity. If she chooses to step on you with her dagger like stiletto heels, you should thank her for her touch. If she spits on you, you should thank her for the privilege of receiving her most intimate of gifts. This is where yo...

In this riveting POV clip, Mistress Renee Trevi stands tall and powerful, towering over you in her skin tight latex. You are on your knees, hanging on her every word spoken in her entrancing Russian accent. You are nothing to her. A mere insect. And your place is beneath her. Always.

If she crouches down closer to you, you should be appreciative for her generosity. If she chooses to step on you with her dagger like stiletto heels, you should thank her for her touch. If she spits on you, you should thank her for the privilege of receiving her most intimate of gifts. This is where you belong. Beneath her. And this is where you will stay.