Your marks are mementos of your need for me. Alone, and after you strip and study them in the mirror (and you will smile) you will see the imprint of my hand or welt on your ass or thigh, and perhaps your breasts. You then blush and smile, remembering how it was earned during the session. At the base of your throat is the mark of your struggle. I did not put it there, you and you alone were responsible for making it with your movements being strapped to a whipping post.
You come back for more.....every time.
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