Here at the House of Sinn My fantasies are the only things that matter. These chattels happily and voluntarily offered them selves to fulfil My fantasies. I should say “be careful what you wish for” because look at them now; naked, in chastity, collared and cramped in a tiny little cage just waiting to be used in any way I like. Elegantly I light up a cigarette and make them consu me the ash and spit off My boots. One is very reluctantly gagging with the taste of ash whilst the other is very eager to please. I don’t know which I find more amusing, but why should I choose. I can have 2, I c... Show more