Every once in while I love to play with a slave just for the sheer HELL BUT it's a rite of passage with becoming owned. Imagine under my command and watch eye, my sheer physical presence excites you and my touch arouses your body. My hot lips closed to your ear as whisper sweet nothings (yeah right).... You mind wonders as try to anticipate my next move, slowly I get a rise out of you but do I allow the pleasure to be fulfilled or do you become deflated only I have know the answer and that's why I am in control.