art-of-submission: She stared straight ahead at him. Her master. Her dom. Her owner. She could feel her breasts getting sensitive. The ropes had been tightly secured around each of them, trapping the blood there, making each of them so delicate,
art-of-submission: She stared straight ahead at him. Her master. Her dom. Her owner. She could feel her breasts getting sensitive. The ropes had been tightly secured around each of them, trapping the blood there, making each of them so delicate,