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my name is andy (bitch) and i'm looking for a Domme (or possibly a switch under the right situation) for a long term, Female Led, D/s relationship, and if possible an eventual Femdom Marriage. i'm a service oriented submissive who is particularly good at foot rubs, breast play, oral, cooking, and doing what i'm told. i don't act out to get funishment, although i do think domestic discipline can add a lot to a good D/s relationship if it means pushing my limits harder with my consent in such a situation. i've been involved in the lifestyle for about five years now, and i'm not going back. i'm also looking for Someone i have similar vanilla interests with so W/we can do things inside and outside of the bedroom/dungeon. i'd also like to meet Someone who had an interest in going to munchies and dungeons together as a C/couple. i
i have a lot of interest in chastity, domestic discipline, queening, body worship, strap on play, flogging, whipping, restraints, leather, latex, oral service, cFnm, leashes, collars, obedience training, Woman on Top, cuckolding, cbt, 24/7 TPE, behavioral modification, caning, and a lot more. i'm also very interested in exploring fisting, cuckholdry, electricity, no safeword timed play, ANR, and probably a dozen other fetishes.
i live in Anaheim and i'm working on my B.A at CS Fullerton. i'm an illustration student, with aims in the professional art world, although i have no intention of being any sort of starving artist. I also have experience doing graphic design work and am currently looking for an internship for this summer in the LA/OC areas.
You can view a lot of my artwork at http://falconire.deviantart.com/
i keep myself extremely busy and i'm very ambitious, however, my first priority is my Domme. i'd prefer to find Someone who likes Thai food, sushi and Indian food, and who likes to go out and try new things, and go interesting places. i love being a homebody as well, but you can't just stay inside and doing nothing all the time but a good mix of staying in and going out seems to work well.
Eventually i'd love to get my future Partner's name tattooed above my chastity cage under "Property of", and maybe Her initials branded into my ass... and maybe then something like "Her way or the highway" all the way around an upper thigh and "submissive bitch" around the backside of my balls to be read when i'm bent over.
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i just got my first chastity cage today, and have been wearing it for a few hours. It isn't too noticable, but i'm not sure i want to wear it in public yet as there is a slight bulge. However, it is surprisingly comfortable, and feels very natural to wear. |
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i bought my first chastity cage today on Amazon, a CB-6000, although i am not currently owned by a Domme. i do hope that in the future i find a good Domme that will be my Owner and Keyholder though. |
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i'm wondering if there are any Femdom groups in the Inland Empire. i know there's a munch in a few days in Norco, but it's a little bit of a drive for me, but there doesn't seem to be that much going on out here. Also, the munchie seems to have more Masters in it than Mistresses, and my preference should be obvious.
Anyone interested in starting a local Femdom group to celebrate our Female Superiors? |
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Behind every great man, is a Woman holding his leash. |
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This is chapter 2. Currently working on chapter 3: Punishment.
Chapter II: Feeding
This slave was taken a long way away by means of the bitch harness, where to exactly this slave does not know, as this slave could not hear or see at all. This slave thanks Mistress Agony for Dominating him in this way, which few newly captured slaves are bound in. Then Mistress Agony finally stopped, the arm/legs of this slave touched the ground again. One of the Domina's grabbed this slave by the balls of endless agony and began to pull and squeeze, occasionally tugging cruelly, then held Her Grip firm. This slave could feel some of the restraints that held this slave to the back of Her Legs and Thighs released, and then this slave could feel Her Ass Cheeks lift, and could see some light. This slave was then pulled out from within Her Ass and Thighs, and set on this slave's knees.
This was dark, but a bonfire was burning nearby so this slave could see. The Virago's stood around this slave in a circle, with Their Arms on Their Hips, looking very angry. This slave gulped.
“SLAVE!” One of the Virago yelled, who stood before this slave, “IT'S TIME FOR FEEDING!” she yelled. That Virago wore a studded leather g-string around Her crotch, but at that She was removing the straps that held it onto Her, revealing that She too had a thick, untrimmed jungle of hair around Her Clit.
Another Virago began to speak. “SLAVE, YOU WILL PLACE YOUR HEAD WITHIN MISTRESS OF CUNNILINGUS'S CROTCH! YOU WILL THEN FIND HER CLIT WITH YOUR TONGUE, AND THEN WRAP YOUR LIPS AROUND IT COMPLETELY! MISTRESS OF CUNNILINGUS WITH THEN BEGIN TO RELIEVE HERSELF INSIDE YOUR MOUTH, AND WHEN SHE DOES YOU WILL SWALLOW ALL OF IT!” She ordered.
This slave shoot a little, very uncomfortable with being forced to drink urine from a Domina's clit, however this slave was dragged forward, and forced against this slave's will to comply.
“EACH OF US NEEDS A MOUTH TO PISS IN TONIGHT, SLAVE, AND ONE BY ONE YOU WILL ACT AS TOILET TO US ALL!” this slave heard Mistress Agony demand. “THIS IS WHAT YOU, A SLAVE, WILL DRINK FROM NOW ON! AFTER YOU HAVE DRANK ALL OF MISTRESS OF CUNNILINGUS'S PISS YOU WILL BEGAN LICKING HER CLIT UNTIL SHE IS DONE WITH YOU.” She grew closer and spoke into this slave's ear. “AND MISTRESS OF CUNNILINGUS IS NAMED SO FOR A REASON, SLAVE!”
This slaves face was pushed into Mistress of Cunnilingus's hairy crotch, and held there by Mistress of Cunnilingus's powerful grip. This slave, fearful of what They might do to this slave, despite this slave's reservations, did as this slave was told. This slave maneuvered this slave's tongue, which They call 'the Clit-licker', through the Mistress of Cunnilingus's wiry, thick hair, and then found the huge, bulging object that was Her Clit.
The Mistress of Cunnilingus shook as this slave licked through Her Hair on Her Clit, and pressed this slave harder into Her Crotch.
This slave then obediently wrapped this slave's lips around Her Clit, which was nearly the size of an ordinary man's cock of suffering, but this slave did not hesitate to have it fully penetrate this slaves mouth. The Mistress of Cunnilingus groaned and then began to piss a hot streamed of urine into this slaves mouth, making this slave gag and struggle, but Mistress Cunnilingus held firm to this slave's head.
“DRINK, SLAVE!” Mistress Cunnilingus ordered. “SWALLOW IT!”
This slave's mouth quickly filled full of Her Salty Urine, with what little space was left from Her Massive Clit also being inside this slave's mouth. Then, with urine beginning to spurt from this slave's lips, this slave swallowed for the first time. This slave gagged, unused to the hot, fluid pouring down this slave's throat.
The Mistress of Cunnilingus continued to piss inside this slave's mouth, filling it full an instant later, and so this slave swallowed once more, and then a third time, each time gagging, but each time being held firm inside Her Crotch by Her Hands.
“THE SLAVE HAS LET PISS SPURT OUT OF HIS MOUTH,” said one of the other Virago, “HE NEEDS TO BE WHIPPED FOR THAT!”
“YES, HE SHALL,” Mistress Agony replied, “IMMEDIATLY AFTER HE FINISHES DRINKING ALL OF MISTRESS CUNNILINGUS'S PISS HE WILL BE BOUND TO THE GROUND WITH IRON SPIKES, AND WHIP TWENTY TIMES FOR THIS AFFRONT! THEN HE WILL BOW BEFORE THE MISTRESS OF CUNNILINGUS ONCE MORE, AND BRING HER TO ORGASM.”
This slave, swallowing more and more of Her Piss, quivered in fear, remember the hard strikes from Her Whip earlier, which still stung at that time. Again this slave's mouth was filled with piss, and again this slave began to gag, but this slave then swallowed once more, hurting this slave's throat as this slave did. This slave's face was scrapped by the hair of Her Crotch, which was so thick that this slave's face was completely buried in it. Her Clit, growing larger in this slave's mouth as She became more aroused, continued to shoot a steady stream of urine into this slave's mouth, but now, by chance, it shot directly to the back of this slave's throat, so that this slave was nearly drowning in it.
The Mistress of Cunnilingus groaned and began to rub her crotch around this slave's face, Her thick hair scratching this slave's face more and more.
“I WANT HIM TO MAKE ME CUM BEFORE HE'S WHIPPED!” She insisted.
“VERY WELL,” Mistress of Agony replied, somewhat annoyed, “BUT REMEMBER THAT THE SLAVE HAS SIX OTHER CLITS TO SUCK AND LICK TONIGHT, AND ALL OF WHICH NEED THEIR TOILET!”
Hearing that this slave gagged again, shocked that this slave would have to repeat this perverse act over and over again, but the Mistress of Cunnilingus continued to groan and piss into this slave's mouth. This slave wondered whether her pissing would ever end, as this slave's stomach was growing full, yet this slave, fearful of what else They might do to this slave, did this slave's best to swallow more and more of Her piss, and as this slave did it became a little easier to drink. Soon, to this slave's relief, the Mistress of Cunnilingus was finally relieved, and Her Clit ran dry.
She tightened to grip on this slave's head, rubbing it hard back and forth in her hairy crotch, but with Her Huge Clit still deep in this slave's mouth.
“GOOD SLAVE!” She said. “NOW LICK!” She then screamed and this slave felt Her cane snap across this slave's primary punishment zone, with an intense line of pain, red hot, that ached for several minutes after the strike.
This slave obeyed, and began to suck upon Her Clit vigorously, like it was breast, as it fully engorged, filling up all of this slave's mouth. The Mistress of Cunnilingus, heavily aroused, suddenly began to slam Her Clit in and out of this slave's mouth, ravaging it, and as She did She groaned louder. This slave, nearly gagging then on Her Clit, which was almost at the back of this slave's throat, began to choke on Her Clit too.
“YES!” She moaned. “SUCK THAT CLIT, LITTLE BITCH SLAVE! SUCK IT WITH YOUR STOMACH FULL OF PISS! OBEY ME! SUCK THAT CLIT! SUCK! SUCK! SUCK!” She began to repeat, as she slammed Her Clit in and out of this slave's mouth now, Her groans getting louder and louder as She did.
“FUCK HIS MOUTH!” One of the Other Domina's called. “RAPE HIM!”
Then the Mistress of Cunnilingus, who the entire time was kneeling, as was this slave, moved to sit atop this slave's face, smothering this slave with Her Crotch, and completely burrowing this slave in her wild pubic hair. From atop this slave, she began to grind across this Slave's face, Her groaning and moaning growing even louder.
“YES, TAKE THAT CLIT, SLAVE! SUCK IT DEEP! SUCK IT HARD! SUCK IT! SUCK IT! SUCK IT! SUCK IT!” She kept repeating, saying it faster and faster each time, as She came closer to orgasm, and with each she grinded faster. “SUCK IT, SLAVE! SUCK IT; SUCK IT; SUCK IT!” she continued, with each command and thrust getting even faster. Her massive body began to quiver then, and this slave knew She was about to burst. “SUCK; SUCK; SUCK; SUCK; SUCK; SUCK!” She yelled, tugging and squeezing this slave for Her coming orgasm, just moments away. “SUCK; SUCK; SUCK...” Then it happened, Her Thighs clenched around this slave's face, Her Clit began to push in and out on its own, Her entire body tightened, and She groaned in a deep roar that woke the night. She came, in a long, hard explosion, as this slave obediently sucked as hard as this slave could on Her Clit, which was made easy as It grew and shrank in size on It's own, with Her orgasm stretching from a few seconds, to roughly thirty. Her grinding intensified, Her moans grew deeper, Her pubic hair had now marred this slave's face red, and She twisted and turned Her hips as Her orgasm began to intensify even more, and it became clear it me that She was simply riding a wave of pleasure, yet to reach the peak, but so close. Her rape of this slave's mouth grew even rougher, and this slave knew the crest of Her orgasm was coming. “MMMMMMOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEE!” She screamed, the word stretched as She came harder and harder, the orgasm having now begun several minutes earlier. “MMMMMMOOOOOORRRRRREEEEEE!” She repeated, yanking the hair on this slave's head, as Her rape reached it's peak. “FUCK!” she cursed, and then Her Clit went rigid for a moment, and a flood of fluid poured from within Her Cunt, spilling down upon this slave's neck and upper chest, gushing everywhere, and finally She came to a halt.
She sat there, atop this Slave's head for several minutes, basking in Her pleasure, but keeping this slave restrained beneath Her.
“THE SLAVE CAN SUCK,” She eventually told the Others. “BUT HE SHALL PAY FOR SPILLING MY PISS EARLIER... WITH PAIN!” She cursed. |
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i'm a writer, currently going for a BA in English, and have written several books since i was twenty one. Lately i've been wanting to dable in fetish fiction to i began writing this little story. It takes place on a post apocalyptic world where giant super strong Domme's control the only cities, but where packs of men wander the wilderness (there are probably sub girls with them too), which the Domme Warriors, called the Virago, go out hunting for, in order to bring in more slaves to serve Them and Their Empress of Pain.
This is chapter one... enjoy.
IN THE LAND OF PAIN
Chapter I: Captured.
“BOW, SLAVE, WE ARE YOUR MISTRESSES NOW!” the Domina demanded, with Her six fellow Domina Queen's moving to surround this slave, preventing any means of escape.
These Domina's, were no mere ordinary Women, but roughly thirteen foot tall, incredibly thick and curvaceous, Warrior Women, better known as the Virago, the Iron Fists of the Supreme Empress of Pain. This slave must elaborate on Their description, for if this slave does not then the Domina who has this slave bound in stocks as this slave writes this, Mistress Cocks and Ball Crusher, has threatened to give this slave another twenty strikes with Her cane... and this slave has already taken forty since She pulled this slave out of this slave's cage this morning. Their Hips, for starters, were Their widest points, stretching out four to five feet, resting on Thick Thighs, with the Inner Thighs pressing together, and indeed Their Hips stood roughly six feet above the ground, putting this slave's face directly at the level of Their Crotches. Their Breasts were massive twin things, each at least three or four times the size of a man's head. Their Waists, however, were narrow, as each wore a thick black or red leather corset, accenting their both their hips and breasts. Their Arms too were thick too, and showed great strength, yet a womanly form, and being twice as long as a man's this slave knew, and has since come to learn first hand, that when They take hold of a slave using Those Powerful Arms there can be no resistance. Their Faces were finely chiseled, matching Their Gigantic Frames, but beautiful, and elegant, with long straight hair of a variety of colors that ran long down each of Their backs, although more than half of Them kept Their Hair in pony tails. Then there were Their Eyes, Mistress Cocks and Ball Crusher insists that my description of Their Eyes instill the malevolent power that stems from Them, and yes, malevolent is the only word for Them, as They glowed a warm red with wicked intentions. Indeed Each Domina's Eyes, as I have so often made the foolish attempt to look into Them, cloud the minds of us weak men, making us stumble, our limbs ache, and Their Voices penetrate into our minds. They wore a variety of thick leather as clothing: Three wore fishnet bodysuits, with heavy black leather garter belts, from which chains tangled, with manacles on their ends, some big enough for a man's arms and legs, and some larger for a man's neck; all of Them wore thigh high stockings: some black, one red and black, one black with violet laces, and several of Them had spikes running down the outer edges of the stockings; some of Them went bare breasted, save for black X's across most of Their Fist Sized Nipples, Others wore heavy bras of spiked leather, matching Their corsets and stockings in color, pouring cleavage out from them, and still Others had their corsets covering their breasts nearly entirely; some of Them also wore leather gloves, arm bands, stockings that went almost up to Their elbows, and One wore a crown of obsidian and horns, marking Her as the Domina Queen. Lastly, each Domina's was armed with the weapons of the Virago: bull whips that could strike a target twenty feet away; mesh nets for capture; and long canes, which every male feared, and no Virago would fret in the least them.
This slave had heard the stories from the other nomads, how the Women of the City of Pain, the last city, would hunt us, and if captured few were ever heard from again, but those who were were never the same. They were occasionally found in a delirious state, half mad, and beaten so terribly that they barely looked human. Each one, when they were found had been castrated, 'failures' they were called, as the Domina's had rejected them. From head to toe they were marred with the scars of thousands of whip lashes; black and blue with large welts, especially on the rear, which the Domina's call the 'primary punishment zone'; cuts and bruises of all types; chafe marks from heavy manacles and chains long latched to them; and also each was always branded with the Symbols of one Domina or another, marking him as Her property even if rejected.
“BOW!” the Queen Virago repeated, furious anger in Her Eyes. She already had Her whip drawn, and without any hesitation She swung it and it struck this slave across this slave's bare back, tearing this slave's skin open in a long lash, the first this slave had ever taken. The pain was immense, and so this slave fell to the ground, head down, overwhelmed by the power of the whip. Then, even know this slave had fallen She snapped Her whip once more, striking this slave across the back again.
“WHEN I SAY 'BOW', SLAVE, YOU WILL BOW!” She yelled, and struck this slave across the primary punishment zone three times in a row.
This slave scream, and held this slave's hands up, pleading for mercy.
“NO MERCY!” She replied, and struck this slave across this slave's right forearm and part of this slave's chest.
I must note that as this slave writes this the Mistress Cocks and Ball Crusher is laughing maniacally. She, in Her perfect wisdom, unable to ever be wrong, wished this slave to write this, so that it could find its way into the hands of this slave's nomadic brethren, and so strike more of the fear of these Women, who are the most powerful beings this slave has ever encountered; the Women who this slave has no chance of escape from, unless this slave is rejected and then castrated; and the Women who have not let this slave speak but five words in the three years that this slave has been Their captive: “Yes; Mistress; No; Mercy; Please.” Her overpowering hand is now draped over and around this slave's head, reminding this slave that She could crush it in a heartbeat if it amused Her. She laughs again, telling this slave of all the pain this slave will take after this slave is finished writing for this evening, and how large Her Cock is, which will rip open this slave's tender rectum, once again.
Before this slave could react, out there in the wastes again, this slave found that one of the Domina's had pressed her foot atop this slave's head, keeping it down in the dirt.
“RIGHT WHERE IT BELONGS,” She said mockingly, in the booming voice that all the Domina's speak in.
They spotted this slave while this slave was dressing, after bathing in a little pool, and this slave was only able to put on this slave's pants before this slave saw Them. Now, with this slave's head forced down two of Them grabbed this slave by the legs, this slave is so sorry to admit that this slave dared fight to prevent this, in this slave's ignorance of how futile the task was, and in the fact that this slave had no right to, and of course it was futile. This slave's rear was quickly pushed into the air, in a possession They call 'the Ostrich', where They began to tear off what little clothing this slave still wore in a hedonistic abandon, drunk with the passion of violating an unspoiled, innocent primary punishment zone.
“No!” this slave begged, pathetically, tears filling this slave's eyes. “Please!”
Several of the Virago laughed, and as the last vestiges of this slave's clothing, the last that this slave has ever worn, was torn away. One of Them aggressively grabbed that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony, this slave calls them as such as they do not, and this slave has learned to accept, have never, belonged to this slave, but to the Domina's, and this slave can not, and shall not refer to them as this slave's. They then tugged that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony back behind this slave's primary punishment zone. This slave screamed at this violation, having never before having been Woman-handled this way, and from the sting of pull.
“SLAVE!” this slave was called, for the second time, a word that has since become this slave's only name, for slaves have no names, only that, and a number which They refer to us as, “THIS TINY COCK AND PUNY BALLS ARE NOW OURS TO DO WITH AS WE PLEASE!” the Queen Virago informed me in her booming voice, who this slave realized had been the One who was gripping that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony, as She had such a right to do.
“WHO HAS THE HUMBLER?” One of Them asked, referring to a device this slave has since spent much of this slave's life locked within. Moments later this slave felt that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony pulled back again, and then this slave felt a heavy metal device, the humbler, which this slave now thanks this slave's Domina Queen for locking this slave in, placed below that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony, mind you that they were still so cruelly pulled behind this slave's primary punishment zone, and then a felt another part of the metal device close down from atop that cock of suffering and those balls of endless agony, and closed tightly, letting that cock of suffering and those balls of endless suffering stick out from a hole in the middle of the device. Moments later this slave heard a lock fasten closed, trapping this slave in the humbler, and thus this slave was at last imprisoned by the the cruel whims of this slave's All Powerful, and Unchallengeable and Infallible Mistresses, and to their Empress of Pain, who this slave serves so submissively through Them.
This slave could hear the sounds of chains rattling, and soon found a heavy manacle placed around this slave's neck, connected by a heavy, unbreakable chain. This slave's arms and legs were also bound with shackles, which this slave then feared, but now this slave has learned to endure and even love, and often thanks this slave's Mistresses for keeping this slave in, for only rarely has this slave been out of them, as all men belong in chains. Two heavy metal bars were then connected from this slave's neck shackle, to this slave's leg shackles, putting this slave in an odd position with this slave's legs lifted up behind this slave.
“TIGHTEN THE BITCH HARNESS AROUND ME,” this slave heard the Queen Virago say, in a proud voice. “YOU MUST PREPAR YOURSELF FOR MY ASS, SLAVE,” She said to this slave, but at the time this slave did not understand what She meant, but soon enough this slave would.
This slave's arms too where then connected by heavy locks to this slave's leg irons, and then three of Them lifted this slave and rolled this slave over, facing upwards. There this slave saw the wicked grins across Their face.
“YOU ARE LUCKY, SLAVE,” one of Them, the One in the purple laced stocking, said, glaring down at this slave, “FEW DOMINA'S, OTHER THAN MISTRESS AGONY,” She said, referring to the Queen Virago.
Then, Mistress Agony strutted around this slave, wearing a heavy harness of leather around Her waist, from which ran a half dozen thick straps, ending in hoops, some down her front, hanging over the dark open jungle of untrimmed hair that covered Her Clit, and others down her backside. She then turned around, and for the first time this slave was shown the ass of a Domina, which itself must be detailed. It was very wide, stemming from her vast hips, and each cheek was nearly as round as a ball, and stuck out from Her backside dramatically.
“HARNESS THE SLAVE!” Mistress Agony ordered, as She put Her Hands on the Cheeks of Her Ass, and spread both of Them, as well as Her Thick Thighs, where this slave could see so much of her thick pubic hair sprouting from.
This slave was slowly carried up to Her ass, with their intention clearly being that this slave's face would be placed between Her Ass Cheeks and Thighs. She spread Her Cheeks further, squatted a bit, preparing to take this slave's head in between Her, where the very heart of Her Dominance stems from.
This slave gulped, but fearfully remained otherwise quiet, but also frightened that this slave would not be able to breath once this slave was placed within Her Thighs and Ass Cheeks.
This slave was brought closer and closer to Her Ass, until They squeezed the head of this slave in-between Her Thighs, with this slave's nose rubbing against the bottom of Her Ass as it was forced in. She then began to relax Her Thighs, tightening Her hold on this slave's head, and gently lowered Her Ass Cheeks over this slave's face, leaving just this slaves mouth exposed, but thus allowing this slave to breath. This slave could see nothing, with this slave's eyes were completely engulfed by Her Ass and Thighs, and also this slave could barely hear, as this slaves ears were pressed against this slaves head by Her Thighs. Then, They lowered this slaves body downward, but still held this slave off the ground. This slave felt cold chains being run around this slave's feet and legs, and felt lots of tugging. Then this slave suddenly felt two great pulls from where this slave's hands and feet were bound together, and then They released this slave. This slave couldn't understand what They had done to this slave, as this slave hung there, and could feel that this slave's arms were now shackled in new places, connecting this slave to Mistress Agony's legs. A new chain was then connected to the shackle collar behind this slave's head, and pulled tight, and then several more were connected to the front of this slave's shackle collar, and again tightened, making it impossible for this slave to remove this slave's head from the firm grip of Her Ass and Thighs.
Mistress Agony then began to walk, taking this slave with Her as She did, and this slave was well supported off the back of Her Powerful Legs and Thighs, as well as under Her Ass. This slave would later get to see other Domina's carrying slaves in this way, which is called 'the slave to Domina's Ass interlocking support harness', although it is more commonly called the 'bitch harness' by most Domina's. If the reader could imagine, this slave was suspended from behind Her legs, with one arm/leg connected to each of Her Legs. To this slaves surprise, due to the great size and strength of the Domina's, slaves can easily be moved around in such a way, with no great effort form the Domina, and in this way slave's are further Dominated by their Mistresses. Mistress Agony was so adapted to the bitch harness that She moved with great strides, carrying this slave in tow, keeping this slave firmly in Her Control, and trapped within her Dominant Embrace. |
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Age: 30 |
Alabama |
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