Kiss My Flogger

Pain And Play

“What is that?” slave said, forgetting her place. “What is that?” Mistress glowered at her. “I’m sorry, Mistress. What is that, Mistress?” the slave said “Do you see the difference, slave?” “Yes, Mistress,” slave answered, sheepishly. The bondage horse in the middle of the dungeon was imposing. Its black surface seemed to capture the light…