She really knew how to inflict pain without causing permanent damage on them. I also liked how she rebukes a slave when he's done something wrong, and...how she uses verbal humiliation to put him back in his place. All the slaves could do was to crawl to her in submission and apologize. This is probably why I wanted to follow her footsteps in my own way; to control, to dominate, to rule. I wanted to have men crawling at my feet and kissing my boots too. Not only because I love men that way, but. Just bring her over and I’ll start setting things up.’ Putting down the phone, he got up and left his office and walked into the main reception area, to watch as the equipment that was being loaded up for the new video shoot this week. The video was to be used at a client’s conference later in the year, and was being piled up ready to be loaded in the van and taken to the site of the shoot. Bill, his lighting man, looked up from where he knelt, a big silver case open, checking the contents. ‘Hi. She pulled against her handcuffs as pleasurable lust flowed through her body. Her moans of ecstasy permeated through the gag in her mouth.The unmistakable sound of metal on metal as the handcuffs encountered the iron bars filled the room and it continued for quite some time.It seemed time to finish her off. I removed the handcuffs, took out the ball gag."Take off your gloves and your shoes" I said to her. "Head to the shower" I added.I then removed the apparatus I was wearing.She stood there. “Because you have made me a little sore,” I said. “Proud of yourself?” “Pretty much,” he said. “Of course, Damion fucked me for an awfully long time after he spanked me,” I said. “Oh? It wasn't all my doing then?” “Not quite. After he took me naked across his knee and spanked my poor little bare bottom until I cried and begged, he put his big old nasty cock inside me and fucked me silly.” “Poor baby,” he said, gently kissing my forehead. “Now I have something else to atone for,” I said. “Well,.