

I love knowing that you stand absolutely no chance as soon as I enter the room wearing this outfit. The skin-tight, soft, faux leather, the whip, the heels... your mind must be completely boggled right now. Why don't you do us both a favour: stop trying to produce a single decent thought, it's not going to happen. Just kneel, obey, and make no sound... cause the only sound i want to hear is the one that notifies me of your tips, repeatedly hitting my bank account