I can sense your fear...your anticipation of what is to come next radiates off your skin like perfume to My nose, fear is one of My favorite scents.  your nipples are taunt and hard little pebbles from my adoring pinching, your ass is burning a beautiful bright red shade from My paddle...and still you strain against My ropes in the smallest of hopes that My hand might drop lower to your most sensitive parts, one that is rock hard from the erotic tortures I have Rained upon you. But... you are a cheap slut, a waste of My attention and still you would beg for more of My very "attentions" if only you could speak past the ball gag tightly strapped around your head and filling your worthless hole of a mouth with rubber.  It is some cock torture you really want.  You want Me to apply My rope to your worthless balls and strap your cock so tight you feel every beat of your now pounding heart as the blood rushes from your tiny brain to the only part of your anatomy that you really value...your cock and it is straining hard and erect in shades of blue, red and turning purple and I am going to make it dance...dance and dance some more and your are going to squeal and squirm like the dog that you are.  I will Raine tiny torturous attention to your worthless cock and balls and you will obey for your only what I make of you, so you had better understand how to follow instructions. 

Mistress Raine