Are you afraid of the dark, slave?

Blindfolded and hooded, his arms wrapped around him in a tight straight jacket, my slave is heavily restrained to my bondage bench. Alone in the dark with only the sounds of my boot heels on the floor beside him, he waits to find out his fate.

His body encased apart from his legs, the tops of his thighs exposed so beautifully before me, I pace the dungeon floor telling him precisely how I am going to make him suffer for me.

No reason. No escape. No mercy.

My tight latex bikini and stockings shine and glisten as I flex my... Show more