There’s nothing I love more than pounding your pathetic face. You’re my slave, always tied up and ready, just the way I like you. After a long, hard day, I take out all my frustrations on you—starting with slow, sensual punches that make me feel so good.

I grab you by the neck, push you against the wall, and let my fists remind you of your place. But that’s just the beginning. I tie you up on the sofa, enjoying every strike as I take my time, switching between standing punches and ground-and-pound domination. My laughter, moans, and trash talk fuel the intensity as I revel in every...

There’s nothing I love more than pounding your pathetic face. You’re my slave, always tied up and ready, just the way I like you. After a long, hard day, I take out all my frustrations on you—starting with slow, sensual punches that make me feel so good.

I grab you by the neck, push you against the wall, and let my fists remind you of your place. But that’s just the beginning. I tie you up on the sofa, enjoying every strike as I take my time, switching between standing punches and ground-and-pound domination. My laughter, moans, and trash talk fuel the intensity as I revel in every moment of control.

On the bed, I finish you off with a relentless barrage of punches, driving my fists into your face with pure pleasure. As I collapse, satisfied and aroused, I remind you of your worth—nothing but my personal punching bag—and send you back to your cage where you belong.

This is exactly what I needed. And you? You’re lucky I let you serve me.