If you are with me long, I will begin to spell Master with two M’s.
Any ham-handed idiot can make a woman scream. I prefer to assess…responsiveness.
Dammit, why isn’t there a book with the answers in it?
You have a piercing.” “So I do.”“Didn’t that hurt?”“A bit.
A good relationship is a two-way street, gatita. Submitting and serving is equaled by a master’s need to take control, to protect, to make someone happy.
And since I am a man, I would appreciate it if you would cry for us both, gatita.
Toys? When a man—a dom—said toys, he didn’t mean stuffed animals or baseballs.
God, you’re uptight. Did the aliens maybe forget to remove your anal probe?
