dominaangelina

Where have all the good little slaves gone?

Could they be chained; locked up in a dark corner of someones basement... waiting to serve. Could they be gagged and unable to speak out on their behalfs Are they truly all gone?

Just had four reversed stars tattooed on my left arm and a pinup of a nun placed on my right forearm; I must admit there is something about a nun dressed in green and pink latex that does it for me (being Catholic and all).

I was thinking - Can one have too many tattoos? What is it about getting tattoos that becomes so damn...
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Slaves seduction

Suffer, slave!
Her black leather boot is pressing harder against his throat and he is gasping for breath. His naked body is squirming under her foot and he grabs her strong leg in an ultimate plea for mercy. She is harsh and cruel, his Domina, and he usually loves to explore his boundaries with Her. However, this time, he is not sure he...
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The 120 Days of Sodom

"If the objects who serve us feel ecstasy, they are much more often concerned with themselves than with us, and our own enjoyment is consequently impaired. The idea of seeing another person experience the same pleasure reduces one to a kind of equality which spoils the unutterable charms that come from despotism."

~Desire;

Whispers. Whispers in the dark. Secret longings....
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Heading out to S.F. tomorrow. Going to visit some friends and attend Club Slick "Five Days of Fetish".

I'll only be attending two of the five days - but what evil twisted fun days they will be.

Blues

Blues nearly gets into a fit when I finally enter the room. I have left him waiting for almost an hour, taking my time to get ready for the night. My nails and lips are painted whore-red. I wear a tight leather dress and black high-heeled boots that match my small leather briefcase. The outfit makes him gasp for breath. He hardly dares to...
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"No kind of sensation is keener and more active than that of pain; its impressions are unmistakable."

*The 120 Days of Sodom*

"If the objects who serve us feel ecstasy, they are much more often concerned with themselves than with us, and our own enjoyment is consequently impaired. The idea of seeing another person experience the same pleasure reduces one to a kind of equality...
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