FETISH: FEMALE DOMINATION, HUMILIATION, CIGARETTE,, PAIN, BRANDING, SMOKING

How many cigarettes do you need to mark a slave? He is laying down on the floor and is expecting his fate. I am smoking a cigarette and he knows that I love to inflict pain on his body while I am branding him. The glow of my cigarette is coming nearer and nearer and is starting to singe his sensitive skin just above his dick. He has to endure the pain for me, because it is his greatest wish to be marked by his owner. With a smile in my face I am him really hard because I am often touching the same spot of h...

FETISH: FEMALE DOMINATION, HUMILIATION, CIGARETTE,, PAIN, BRANDING, SMOKING

How many cigarettes do you need to mark a slave? He is laying down on the floor and is expecting his fate. I am smoking a cigarette and he knows that I love to inflict pain on his body while I am branding him. The glow of my cigarette is coming nearer and nearer and is starting to singe his sensitive skin just above his dick. He has to endure the pain for me, because it is his greatest wish to be marked by his owner. With a smile in my face I am him really hard because I am often touching the same spot of his skin with my hot cigarette over and over again. See me sadistically burning his skin with my cigarette and hear him moaning because of the pain that I am inflicting on him. He is shivering and trying to hold still to endure it in silence for me but I know how much my cigarette have hurt him to take the beautiful "M" from my name...

DAS KENNZEICHNEN MEINES SKLAVEN MIT BRENNENDEN ZIGARETTEN

FETISCH: FEMDOM, ERNIEDRIGUNG, ZIGARETTENFOLTER, BRANDING, RAUCHEN

Wie viele Zigaretten braucht man, um einen Sklaven zu kennzeichnen? Er legt sich auf den Fußboden und erwartet sein Schicksal. Ich rauche eine Zigarette und er weiß, dass ich es liebe, seinem Körper Schmerzen zuzufügen, während ich seine Sklavenhaut mit Zigaretten verbrenne. D ie Glut meiner Zigarette kommt näher und näher und beginnt seine empfindliche Haut direkt über seinem Misthaken zu versengen. Er muss diese höllischen Schmerzen für mich ertragen, da es sein größter Wunsch ist, von mir, seiner Eigentümerin gebrandmarkt zu werden. Mit einem Lächeln im Gesicht quäle ich ihn wirklich hart, da ich immer wieder den selben Punkt mit der Glut berühre. Schau mir zu, wie ich sadistisch seine haut brande und hör ihn dabei vor Schmerzen, d ie ich ihm zufüge, stöhnen. Er zittert vor Schmerzen und versucht still zu halten und lautlos zu sein, doch ich weiß ganz genau, wie schmerzhaft meine Zigarette sein Sklavenfleisch verletzt hat, um das schöne, göttliche „M“ meines Namens bei ihm einzubrennen.