This summer I became a truly international domme. I visited the Other World Kingdom, Paris, Bucharest, Malta.

In Bucharest I was invited at the House of Sinn , where I had the chance to play with some gorgeous specimens. This one for instance hadn't even been spanked. He was so pliable.

As soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted to use him and put my hands on him. I dragged him over my knee, and gave him a good brushing. His soft whimpers made me want to spank him harder. Look at that cute little butt. Made to be spanked, fondled and beaten with a hair brush I conveniently keep...

This summer I became a truly international domme. I visited the Other World Kingdom, Paris, Bucharest, Malta.

In Bucharest I was invited at the House of Sinn , where I had the chance to play with some gorgeous specimens. This one for instance hadn't even been spanked. He was so pliable.

As soon as I saw him, I knew I wanted to use him and put my hands on him. I dragged him over my knee, and gave him a good brushing. His soft whimpers made me want to spank him harder. Look at that cute little butt. Made to be spanked, fondled and beaten with a hair brush I conveniently keep in my bag. He deserves it by default by virtue of being male! I hit with my favourite brush--a Mason Pearson, hard, stroke after stroke, until I felt satisfied. The spanking went into the night. We were still having fun long after the cameras stopped rolling. A good boy knows how to suffer for Mistress.