Lady Scarlet has two chattels at Her disposal tonight; one caged across the room, rough and unkempt, while the other, slim and smooth, kneels beside Her bed. It’s obvious which one She prefers, leaving the unrefined one locked away as She turns Her full attention to the fortunate chattel at Her side.

Instructed to lie on the bed, he watches as Lady Scarlet removes his trousers, exposing his tightly locked dicklet. She knows his deepest wish is to be freed from chastity, but he understands that this restraint, along with the pain She inflicts, is the privilege he pays for the hono...

Lady Scarlet has two chattels at Her disposal tonight; one caged across the room, rough and unkempt, while the other, slim and smooth, kneels beside Her bed. It’s obvious which one She prefers, leaving the unrefined one locked away as She turns Her full attention to the fortunate chattel at Her side.

Instructed to lie on the bed, he watches as Lady Scarlet removes his trousers, exposing his tightly locked dicklet. She knows his deepest wish is to be freed from chastity, but he understands that this restraint, along with the pain She inflicts, is the privilege he pays for the honour of worshipping Her exquisite body. In a moment of tantalising control, She unlocks his chastity, not for his pleasure, but to tease and torment his cock and balls purely for Her own amusement.

But his suffering won’t end there. While he’s allowed the thrill of touching Her boots, Lady Scarlet ensures his discipline is complete, caning his feet to reinforce Her control. In the House of Sinn, every act of worship comes at a price.