The slave is tied up, ready to receive pleasure or pain, whichever I choose. My short tight dress and My high heel over the knee patent leather boots keep his prick hard ever since he stepped in the studio door. And when I approach him and touch his skin with My extremely long stiletto nails, his prick starts to pump in the air from arousal. I touch him lightly, caressing him with My long nails and, when he expects it the less, I push them deep into his skin, leaving long deep marks on his skin. Alternating moments of sensuality, in which My touches on his chest, back and even prick are ple...

The slave is tied up, ready to receive pleasure or pain, whichever I choose. My short tight dress and My high heel over the knee patent leather boots keep his prick hard ever since he stepped in the studio door. And when I approach him and touch his skin with My extremely long stiletto nails, his prick starts to pump in the air from arousal. I touch him lightly, caressing him with My long nails and, when he expects it the less, I push them deep into his skin, leaving long deep marks on his skin. Alternating moments of sensuality, in which My touches on his chest, back and even prick are pleasant, with moments of intense pain, that make him try to avoid My killernails. But he can't, of course! And I don't stop until his whole torso is full of the marks of My nails, that will stay on for days, reminding him of the contrasts of this evening.

This is a re-post of an older clip, remastered for those of My fans that haven't seen it yet.