DOMINATRIX – I Know You love to Be Punished

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In fact a lot of the time it doesn’ t suit me personally, but then what are you doing to stop me? You can’ t can you? That’ s when I know I’ ve got you. Do I enable you to come up for air? Well I might if you’ lso are a very good boy, and frankly, becoming a good boy would be a extremely wise decision with this dominatrix. I do not take kindly to people who annoy me or perhaps try to struggle. They usually live to regret it. Withstand the dominatrix and you are dealing with me. That is an unpardonable Sin!

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