Meat for Her Pleasure

Bedecked in leather and lace, the mistress enters her chamber, her heels clicking on the hardwood floor. Her eyes fall on her submissive, bound and ready. She approaches, her scent a mix of exotic perfumes and the faint metallic tang of desire. She runs a gloved hand down his chest, her touch firm yet gentle. She picks up a riding crop, the leather creaking as she tests its flexibility. "Today, my pet," she purrs, "we explore the limits of your flesh. You are my canvas, my toy." She trails the crop down his body, leaving a trail of goosebumps in its wake, before bringing it down hard on his thigh. He groans, but she just smiles, "That's right, darling. Scream for me."

• babe
• rough
• bdsm
• fetish
• femdom

• sexy