pieces-of-women: When my sub lies before me – bound, gagged, defenseless against my darkest perversions – does she realize how beautiful she is? How powerful her helplessness makes me feel? For a dom, there’s a certain displeasure in knowing the
pieces-of-women: When my sub lies before me – bound, gagged, defenseless against my darkest perversions – does she realize how beautiful she is? How powerful her helplessness makes me feel? For a dom, there’s a certain displeasure in knowing the
pieces-of-women: When my sub lies before me – bound, gagged, defenseless against my darkest perversions – does she realize how beautiful she is? How powerful her helplessness makes me feel? For a dom, there’s a certain displeasure in knowing the
pieces-of-women: When my sub lies before me – bound, gagged, defenseless against my darkest perversions – does she realize how beautiful she is? How powerful her helplessness makes me feel? For a dom, there’s a certain displeasure in knowing the
