Dominant Mistress Tightens Her Grip

A bound beauty, her wrists shackled to a sturdy wooden post, strains against her restraints, her breath coming in ragged gasps. Her Mistress, a vision in thigh-high boots and a corset that accentuates her curves, watches with cool detachment. She holds a length of leather, a ceinture, in her gloved hands, running it along the girl's quivering thighs, her stomach, her breasts. The girl squirms, her body arching as the leather teases her nipples, her pussy. Suddenly, Mistress C flicks her wrist, the belt snapping against the girl's skin, leaving a thin, red mark. The girl cries out, but Mistress C just smiles, her eyes gleaming with kinky delight, ready to continue her game of power and pleasure.

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