My freshly painted, claw like black nails tapped aggressively against my golden throne. Annoyed is an understatement. Raven colored hair framed my face wildly. The dress I wore today molded…
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He walked nervously towards Mistress Sierra's lair, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew he had disobeyed me and he was about to face the consequences. As he entered…
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Sierra was a force to be reckoned with. As a professional dominatrix, she commanded respect and obedience from all of her slaves. But one slave, in particular, had been pushing…
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As I stepped into the dimly lit dungeon, my heart raced with a mix of nervousness and excitement. The scent of candle wax and leather filled the air, and my…
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