I entered the BDSM room, feeling deviant.
The predator is ab..
🕑 Added 2019-05-10 11:15:11 +0000 UTC
I entered the BDSM room, feeling deviant.
The predator is about to approach it’s prey.
He was already on his hands and knees,
completely nude,
ready to submit.
I can feel how ready he was.
Excited.
The anticipation was heavy.
But I couldn't let him submit just yet.
I sat in my throne and made him stare deep into my enigmatic eyes.
“Take a good look, a real good look. Because within the next few minutes, you will not be allowed to see the face of your tormentor”
The disappointment in his face was pretty clear.
We sat in silence,
as I can see that I was enticing him with my mysterious smize.
Uncrossing my legs,
I stood up slowly
Walking towards my little pain slut,
with a blindfold in my hand,
ready to deprive him from his sense of sight.
The blindfold was placed on his eyes,
and all he was capable of seeing was black.
Oh, how I absolutely love the fucking darkness.
