Elegantly dressed like a 1920s vamp with the sounds of Ella Fitzgerald, Dometria is elegantly cruel and cool in body-clinging shift and furs as she tests her slaves capacity for pain in his tits and balls. As a moody “Summertime” plays in the background she is all elegance as first she flambees his tits with her cigarette and then char-grills his cock. As Ella says: “Hush little baby don't you cry.” But then its “Every time we say goodbye” and Dometria gets out her heavy duty battery-clamps and anchors them on his nipples. Where's she going to put the second set of those beasts? On the balls o...

Elegantly dressed like a 1920s vamp with the sounds of Ella Fitzgerald, Dometria is elegantly cruel and cool in body-clinging shift and furs as she tests her slaves capacity for pain in his tits and balls. As a moody “Summertime” plays in the background she is all elegance as first she flambees his tits with her cigarette and then char-grills his cock. As Ella says: “Hush little baby don't you cry.” But then its “Every time we say goodbye” and Dometria gets out her heavy duty battery-clamps and anchors them on his nipples. Where's she going to put the second set of those beasts? On the balls of course! That is barbaric..... and clearly the slave agrees as his screams touch new heights. Oh yes, we always cry a little when it's time to say goodbye