Dacey is right where I want her, and she's not very excited about it. Me, on the other hand, couldn't be happier. That's because Dacey is bound to a chair, and she knows how sadistic I can be. Especially when it comes to tightly squeezing that slender feminine neck of hers. I like watching the look of fear in her face as she struggles to breathe as my bare hands grip her neck tighter and tighter. And then, just to make her suffer with a little more anticipation, I slowly put on my vintage leather gloves. She knows what's coming next. That's right, she's going to feel my leather clad hands w... Show more