DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

There are people in this life who want to create their own chains of bondage. They need a vicious dominatrix. They use it as an escape from responsibility, an excuse to curl up in a ball and hide from the outside globe. But of course there are also those who can willingly accept the enticement of intrigue, a box of darkness, often to understand that it is the best gift they have ever received. Let me hand you that box and take you into my own abyss. Welcome to the world of BDSM consisting of bondage, domination, and sadomasochism with this dominatrix. Here you will learn that ‘ submission’ is your inner name and if you are wise, you will learn that dominance, superiority is my game. Don’ t be fooled by simply my rather pleasant way or my somewhat simple appearance. Cross me even once and my wrath will cut you like a knife. You will hear the devil himself crawl from my own lips. Your only desire shall be to please your dominatrix and from this point in time on you will address myself as your divine goddess. I will get into every crevice of the dirty little mind of yours. There will be no whim. You will learn to understand the true benefits of a real femdom. You will be humbled in front of me, your dominatrix, and learn that my mortification has no boundaries, as you will see out! My domination guidelines! Nothing gives me more enjoyment than to have you, a snivelling worm cock nude at my feet, collared and able to serve. You will show me the abominable streak of mouse button droppings that you really are. You will see no escape. I will enter the depths of your soul regardless of what your fetish or desire. There is nothing as a dominatrix I just haven’ t done or seen. When I stand above you adorned in my limited black latex and my personal stilettos, you will feel my personal power radiate from my very being. You will appreciate then and only then, that I have trampled on much higher beings that have crawled coming from beneath a stone during my garden. Your eyes will be transfixed to the floor only daring to look up if and when I say so. You will only speak to your dominatrix when invited to take action. If I see so much as being a shudder from that excuse for your penis that hangs in shame from your groin, I will crush your mind, body and heart. Consider yourself privileged which i allow you to breathe the same atmosphere that I do. You will learn to be aware of your place and make no mistake! It is always beneath the weight of my dominating femdom ego.

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A dominatrix usually knows what you need and I was no exception to that. When you come to me for dominatrix telephone sex I can fulfil every fantasy known to man. My dominatrix chat will take you to spots that you didn’ t find out even existed. I know how you long for my 9 inches strap-on lady cock to penetrate that man vaginal canal of yours, your head pulled back in ecstasy by your training collar as I thrust it in that tight little like tube within those worked out buttocks. I will milk that prostate and I will make you mine. I will reduce one to a quaking wreck, pleading me for more. You will feel the weight of my nipples impaled on your back as I hold you down on your bed with my long red talon fingernails embedded with your flesh. You will know what it is prefer to be under control of your inappropriate dominatrix. I will take you and do with you as I see fit. So be very clear using what you desire. Be careful with what you wish for because there will be simply no going back when I start. I will stretch your boundaries the same as I will stretch that boi cunt of yours, help to make no mistake! Of course , your preference may be for the real thing. A lot of of you come in my experience with your fantasies to draw on real cock, overwhelmed by the desire to be a whore bitch to this dominatrix that renders you helpless in addition to submission. Sweet and unaggressive, dressed to thrill. How you will long to look at yourself in the mirror parading in your silky panties and stockings your never ending fantasy to be spit roasted between my two gorgeous dungeon doms. My two tall and muscular tenderloins as I so affectionately refer to these people. One standing in front of you holding his substantial, sweet, juicy cock in the hand, dripping and ready for you to slowly deep can range f under my instruction, the other one mounting you, erect and ready to fuck that tight and wanton minor star fish of your own. As your dominatrix I love to view those rippling bodies frustrating a sissy slut whore like you in helpless raptures between them. How this dominatrix loves to watch them spray you with their hot sticky like honey. How your dominatrix loves to watch you tidy up every last drop of cum with your tongue every time they have finished with you. They can be insatiable for a sissy boi cunt like yours, therefore you in turn will become insatiable to them. Vanilla sex will lighter into insignificance; even my personal enviable strapon will take a step back into second place. Your craving for this dominatrix will probably be like a bottomless pit! Regardless of much you get, you are going to always want more.

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So what is it that provides you my way I ponder? Is it the thought of me as being a dominatrix with those leg high PVC boots with sharp metal heels? They can be so perfect for pinning those testicles to the floor when I is seeking perfection out of my slave boys. They can be so persuasive! Is it the idea of nestling your face on these pretty lacy stocking surfaces of mine? Maybe also daring to kiss them carefully with your quivering mouth? Operating your hands over my prolonged silky legs maybe? Or is it the thought of that limited shaven pussy beneath that little black thong that reduces you to an idiotic squealing piggy boy? 1, if I say ‘ jump’ you will say ‘ certainly mistress, how high?! ’ You think about it, don’ testosterone levels you? You need a dominatrix to share with you what to do. Those soft puffy pussy lips, the erect rosebud of a clitoris and those glistening layers of rose pink fuck beef that lay within. How you will yearn for it! How you extended to touch it. How you will long to caress that with that pathetic slug just like tongue of yours. Taste that sweet pussy pocima exuding from the depths of my very core. How you long to drink from the revered chalice of nectar. Do you honestly think I would enable a quaking hamster wang like yourself to take pleasure from a dominatrix like me? How could you! Your only solace is definitely the waft of my womanhood. I told you domination can be my game, and this can be your first lesson. I would like your ultimate submission first of all and my domination could make that happen. You will sip my sparkling champagne using your mouth wide open and eyes wide shut! There are no surfboards in my water sports! I will squirt my golden rainfall, hot and sweet, right into that face of your own. You will take every previous dribble that I choose to give upon you. It will run down your body like a scolding riv and you will be forever grateful which a dominatrix of such great esteem would allow you to your fields of ambrosia directly from her own hot rainy cunt. As your dominatrix you’ll end up my most unprecedented submissive of all time, forever in my clutches. You will be my financial slave who will serve my every need. I will rinse you from here to kingdom come. You will not be able to resist. My domination is second to none because you will find out. It will wake you in the early hours and it will disturb you through the working day. There will never be described as a moment when it leaves your opinions. You will long to be taken in hand. Long to have all that responsibility taken from your shoulders in all those precious moments when we connect together. To give yourself to myself, your dominatrix and only me personally for phonesex and making love cam chat. Do not make concentrate on of being a smart ass servant with me. That will not be suffered by this strict dominatrix. Take up me up even once and I will have you cleaning every public toilet from here to Paris and make you stand naked at the top of the Eiffel Tower doing the penis helicopter dance for all to see! My own imagination knows no bounds and there will be no mercy. You think you know about S& M? You have no idea! You think this can be all about ‘ spank and wank’? Ball busting and nipple twisting? You have very much to learn! As a dominatrix We get to the parts that other women cannot reach or could not even think about. BDSM comes from my extremely heart. I am unsafe. I enjoy it. Humiliation is as easy for me as respiration. Being a dominatrix, bondage, superiority and sadomasochism are my world. I have but one particular mantra and one rule only. When your balls happen to be squeezed tightly in my side, your heart and mind will soon follow. Understand that and you will understand me. Your humiliation and submission are living blood and for that you will be eternally grateful.

Plus the cuckolds who serve this kind of dominatrix? How I love my own little cuck boys, you beautiful, inadequate freaks! You cuckold sissies. It’ ersus so sad how you have to watch your wife being shagged by another man, men with a real cock. Not that pathetic maggot that lays limp and useless unable to rear its head for the occasion. Your unhappy and sickly little itty bitty clitty, that’ ersus no good to any dominatrix. I just don’ t know how come you just don’ t set back on the bed and rub it like a girl! But then you probably do, without even my permission. As your dominatrix I will exhilarate you ?nternet site instruct my fuck slaves to pleasure that female who should be dearest to you. See her spread-eagled along the bed, her back arching from the ecstasy of sensing a real rock hard rod breaking through her pulsating cunt. Causing you to hear her panting and moaning, as she gloves her legs tightly about her new found fuck gadget. You can crawl on your legs towards them. Look directly as that man-shaft enters her sticky gaping opening dripping from the sheer enthusiasm of experiencing what a genuine man really feels like. Listen to his rock hard balls have sex with up against her! Look how his arse cheeks written agreement every time he thrusts his bare back penis very difficult into her very heart and soul. Look how her eyes gently roll back each and every time he takes her towards the edge. Listen to them writhing in pleasure. Watch them closely. If you are a very good young man, your dominatrix may allow you to lay with your head under them when he fucks her doggy style. Her arse cocked high in the air so that you can experience every wet thrust and catch the move of pussy juice in your mouth from underneath her. When he finally expends every previous drop of that hot rainy creamy cum deep inside her loins, you may ask his permission to clean his prick with your mouth and you will be pleased. Then you will suck that stream of sweet mouth watering squirt from her pussy. Don’ t forget that domination is my game, so do not miss an individual drop! Lick it inside and out and ingest every last mouthful. Then you definitely will thank him for fulfilling your deepest dark fantasy and you will bow into your dominatrix like the weak and pathetic cuckold that you just are. That’ s the picture I will paint with my own words when I whisper in your ear in our dominatrix making love chat. Elaborate and detailed. I will make it happen for you.

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Sometimes I wonder what it is about your dominatrix in leather, latex, and PVC that turns you on so much. When I sit down in that huge throne in my dungeon in my tight latex catsuit and you are on your legs in front of me, wretched and pitiful, do you think that I haven’ t seen that gloss in your eye? Do you think I haven’ t noticed that prolonged intake of breath as I slim towards you as you take in my own scent? Do you not feel that I can see your useless encounter as you caress those extended leather boots of quarry when you rest your face in the calf? There isn’ big t anything I don’ big t see as a dominatrix. I actually is watching you on a regular basis. I make you stand before me so I can inspect that lowly body of yours and I circle you paying attention to every move that you generate. Do you honestly believe that this dominatrix would miss anything that’s at all? I know how you would love to nestle into my slightly open cleavage. I know you would give your life if I were to undo-options that zip and show those voluptuous breasts with those erect dainty hard nips. How you would love to lay back again while I straddle your face and feed my open pussy into your mouth, something I reserve for only the picked few. I know you love the smell of that beautiful smooth hide mixed with the fact of my warm moist pussy honey. I know you love the click of the excessive spiky leather heels of your dominatrix as I make my personal observations. I’ ve found your legs go to gel right in front of me. I’ ve seen your prick stand abruptly to focus, even when I crack it with my cane. Exactly like I watch you retract those testicles when I help to make that first thwack throughout the back of your thighs. Think you’ ve got away with it do you? I think not. You wouldn’ t be the first servant to be dragged across my personal spanking bench with his wrists cuffed to the two big hooks on my wall and a spreading bar push between his ankles so I can administer a really good thrashing. My cat o nine testimonies is particularly efficient for that purpose. That stinging sound mainly because it lashes across your skin and the whimpering voice thanking me appropriately every time I actually make contact with that bare arse. But then what is better to get a slimy worm like your self. You need to understand it is your dominatrix who makes the decisions right here and will be in charge of you going forward. You may think you bottom from top and I am just the facilitator, but you are so wrong. There is only one person in the room who is in control, the one who have makes the final decisions on everything, and that my dear obedient, compliant, acquiescent, subservient, docile, meek, dutiful, tractable, is me, your strict dominatrix. When my fingers twist around that tight scruff of the neck that I gave you the allowance of wearing for your superiority training, and my forehead is riveted up against your own, be sure to listen very carefully as I whisper my instruction. Whenever your eyes meet mine, then you definitely will know your leather clothed dominatrix means serious business. When I clamp those serrated metal alligator clips about those rather sorry nipples of yours you’ lmost all understand just how serious I truly is. I like to pinch, turn and twist. I will allow you to feel the agony and the fervor. But of course, we should not forget my favourite. Something with a bit of depth! When I bend you over and insert that rather cool metal speculum deep in that bottomless pit associated with an anal orifice, crank it open slowly and then thrust my violet wand downward it. Did anyone ever tell you that you shudder like a pig that has just visited meet its maker? My spouse and i bet they didn’ testosterone levels, did they? That’ s i9000 why I am telling you now. It may help you understand your place. Your low ranking, as I said before! Your place is underneath that huge ego of mine. My domination has the very last word! Just how it ought to be from your dominatrix!

So , when it comes to a dominatrix is it satin and lace that take your fancy or shiny black PVC? It gives one such a feeling of grandeur being trussed into that limited black basque and those upper leg high PVC boots, along with those long hand protection that reach up to my armpits. And don’ t forget my beautiful shiny black dominatrix kitty mask. Sometimes I think I look almost sweet! Of course , as you well know, you should never judge a book by its cover. Nevertheless sometimes I feel my hard work is such a waste, when all you really want to do is lick cream from among those perfect little toes of mine. But then that’ s just one of the many delights of being a dominatrix. To be paid a copious amount of money as a femdom by someone who just wants to mind bang your feet. Don’ to you just love it when I gradually unzip that long boot ahead? And then if the mood takes me I may let you disentangle one of my sheer dark-colored stockings and use my own toes for your pleasure. Then I order you to lick my foot from end to finish and to suck slowly on every dainty little digit. Several of you prefer it with the stockings left on don’ to you? You say you like the taste of old perspiration. This dominatrix will satisfy your every desire, your every need. Domination in the highest realm! We know what it takes to understand you. Like my own Sisters in sin, I could look deep into that soul of yours, I know what makes you tick, I realize how to reach the very absolute depths of your mind. I understand exactly how you think. I mouth. You like to suck it throughout the seam where the toes proceed. But then there is no accounting meant for taste. Like when you ask me to let you suck the juices from the crotch my thong or to be gagged with it when I content you to the bed. How lucky you are to have a mistress at your beck and call on live dominatrix sexcam. Any time of the night or perhaps day we wait gracing you with our presence. 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Nothing pleases me personally as a dominatrix more than to acquire you naked and kneeling at my feet, preferably together with your wrists bound and a ball gag in your mouth and a blindfold across the eyes to cut off yet another one of your senses. The only way you can find me is by my efluvio or the hot breath by my mouth. You have to experience the fear of surprise mainly because you never know what I will do next. You can feel me as I enter your system space. Your olfactory smells will tell you how close I am. You can hear myself when I whisper those sweet dark nothings in your ear canal. You can feel my contact but you cannot see myself or know what delights could possibly be awaiting you. Trust is usually your only hope using a dominatrix. Am I going to distort those nipple clamps or take that cock of yours with both hands and wring its neck just like a chicken in a butchers store at Christmas? Am I gonna squeeze those balls until a tear rolls straight down your cheek? You see dread is what I rely on and i also have filled many a guy with the fear from terrible, because once I’ ve got you chained and shackled, the world soon becomes my oyster. Oh how weak you really are. The many times I have grappled you to the ground, as easy as throwing away a paper bag. I just lay on your chest with my own knuckle pressed tightly into your solar plexus and you get rid of the use of your arms and legs www.dk.blablacams.com/pornostjerne/ just like a helpless puppy. I observe you as you try to catch your breath. I love that look of sheer tension on your face. Then almost all I have to do being a dominatrix is a quick swivel circular and place a scissor maintain your throat between these mean lean muscular thighs and leg of mine. My cunt rammed up against your face. If perhaps you knew just how horrible you really look. It is so simple I could pick up a book and get in some much needed ‘ me’ time while I carry you in place until it accommodates me to set you no cost. In fact a lot of the time that doesn’ t suit me personally, but then what are you doing to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ h when I know I’ ve got you. Do I enable you to come up for air? Well I might if you’ re also a very good boy, and frankly, as a good boy would be a incredibly wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to the people who annoy me or perhaps try to struggle. They usually live to regret it. Withstand the dominatrix and you are dealing with me. That is an unpardonable Sin!

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There are some points in this world that some people declare only dreams are made of. We would say you are my own dream and I, your dominatrix, am your worst major problem, a recurring nightmare that chases you even throughout your waking hours with my own domination, my power, and worst of all, my sadomasochistic determination. When you are gagged and cuffed by this dominatrix upon that great iron foundation in my dungeon with your thighs spread wide apart as well as your ankles chained to a club. What actually goes through that empty little submissive head of yours? You wait in anticipation for your dominatrix to punish you don’ testosterone levels you? That’ s what gives you the rush doesn’ testosterone levels it!? You hear that meet scrape across the box and that distant whoosh as the flame begins to flare. I am able to feel you brace yourself. Therefore there is the smell of that smouldering wax from those two red candles that I overlooked deliberately for you to see as you walked in and crouched in shame before me. I could see you looking out of the nook of your eye. I told you, I miss nothing. I tell you to relax but you stiffen with baited breath. My spouse and i run my hand over that flaccid useless little budgie’ s tongue of a cock. Personally I prefer looking at an erect cock myself rather than second hand pile of giblets that looks like it has been gutted from a festive pet. I wait. I expect a reaction. You feel my hands dance with those wax lights over your body dripping all those sizzling tiny droplets on to the eye of that male organ. It always stands to attention then. I can’ t think why! We wait for that sharp the consumption of oxygen to whistle through that ball gag. That stifles your cries whenever nothing else. Then gradually We lower my stance bringing the hot candles closer and closer. I hear the panting. I watch the perspiration form tiny tiny droplets on your forehead. Watching the cock in raptures collectively fall of red cooking food hot serum is such fun. I just love to make amazing patterns and see your skin smart from the heat. It is so imaginative! And then I talk you down slowly when your cheaper torso looks like a rather distastefully decorated Birthday cake. This kind of dominatrix is always so happy with her work! But then of course the real fun begins. We couldn’ t possibly send home to your wife that way could I? My dressage whip comes in so handy sometimes like these. You can hear it as I tap it on the palm of my hand, slightly impatiently, just to give you an inkling of what might be waiting for you. It has such a wonderful way of just cutting through the air making that attractive resounding sharp sound. One good hard crack right along the head of the penis and hey ho, all spending ready to go home and be the dutiful wax free husband again. Perfect! In fact devoid of waxing lyrical about it, an ideal end to a perfect day time. Domination from a dominatrix at its finest!


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