Whoever said that the most beautiful women are so cruel
couldn't be more wrong and clearly has never been with a
woman. Mistress has always given me everything I have ever
wanted and even given me things I never asked for at all.
Pain, humiliation, torture, a sweet sadistic smile and
laugh, uncaring to my life's problems. Now the stakes have
been raised, Mistress please give to me more of what i am
worth. More pain, more torture, more suffering, more tears.
Please will you send the box of horrors today???? Our
relationship is strong and I want to continue to prove my
love to you!
Click of the button and another 200 disappears. It is so
easy for her to take what is rightfulyl hers
damn! she owns me so bad, I can't stop giving - and she
won't stop taking what is rightly hers.
redefining perfect, one mindfuck at a time? absolutely!
Been here for many years - leaving now - mistress was always the best!!
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