dominetrix seeking slaveA Poem by h d e rushinfor lorettadear proprietress: I freely submitted to the role play; the experiment with restraints, ribbons and scarves, and yes, the handcuffs hurt a bit as did the bridle. The leather mini skirt left an awful welt. And as you said the lash was saved just for me, the shameless adventurer. Yet, in my next life, thongs will not be my wardrobe choice in underwear. My podiatrist said that stiletto's will eventually ruin my knees. There's little question that mine are already ruined. When I laid in the corner, crumpled, begging for air, it was just a reflex response to being choked. And yes, I heard Mrs. Carter pounding on the ceiling with the end of the broomstick. Well anyway, ring my phone when you get home so i'll know you made it home safely. Loveya.. © 2015 h d e rushinReviews
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