I would ask, but of course you have fantasied about being my toy. The idea of visiting me for real, being bound and submissive for my teasing, makes you so weak and so hard. The sensation of my breath on your neck, my fingernails on your skin, and my supple leather collars and straps tight against you. You would be helpless at my mercy. It doesn’t matter what I do to you after that, as long as it pleases me, right?

A sensual bondage fantasy under my control.