Slave. Masochist. 48-176-72. I'd like to make friends with fans of bike touring and bike rides. Looking for friends to have a good time with. In intimacy I love standing "doggy style" and getting whipped on my buttocks, I love taking a strap-on, I wear a chastity belt, I'll give the key to those who want to humiliate and degrade me, when I'm told I'm not a man but a rag, a piece of trash, a creature, a bitch, a whore, and other filthy words, my hands reach to jerk off on their own, but my cock is locked. And the one who punishes me, of course, notices the movement of my hand. Swearing and insults, slaps. From all this I get lost and don't understand what's happening to me, if I'm not a man, then who am I? Trembling takes over my whole body, I start stuttering from excitement, my head spins, but a few more slaps seem to sober me up, I feel ashamed and awkward, and when I'm ordered to get on all fours, take off my underwear, show my bare ass, I try to understand who I really am, I seem to resist myself, but obediently carry out the order, and the first strikes of the whip or belt burn my ass, I have to endure the pain, my mind drifts, I hear the sharp smacks on my ass, my buttocks burn with fire, I instinctively try to dodge, I clench my cheeks waiting for the next strike, I hear insults directed at me, I'm ordered to relax my ass and not wiggle it, and as punishment I get the whip on my back, legs, thighs, it burns unbearably, tears appear in my eyes, I sob loudly, I try to scream, but they stuffed a gag made of my own underwear into my mouth, wrapped it with tape. The sharp burning strikes on my buttocks break my psyche, make me obedient and weak-willed, pain blocks my mind, all my consciousness has moved to the area of my buttocks, there's no escape from the burning sharp strikes, and my whole self, my whole perception of the world is limited only to my backside, which burns unbearably with fire and takes the strikes of the whip and belt. The realization that right now I'm nobody, I'm a weak-willed piece of trash with a red ass, makes me finally accept my fate, and on top of that, having stopped clenching my buttocks in anticipation of the terrible burning sharp strikes, I understand that it really is easier to endure the pain this way. But at the same time the pain from the spanking clears my mind, blocks my shame, and I become a shameless obedient ass for spanking. I really want all of this in reality. Those who want to make money off me - don't bother, I'm not your client.
Slave. Masochist. 48-176-72. I'd like to make friends with fans of bike touring and bike rides. Looking for friends to have a good time with. In intimacy I love standing "doggy style" and getting whipped on my buttocks, I love taking a strap-on, I wear a chastity belt, I'll give the key to those who want to humiliate and degrade me, when I'm told I'm not a man but a rag, a piece of trash, a creature, a bitch, a whore, and other filthy words, my hands reach to jerk off on their own, but my cock is locked. And the one who punishes me, of course, notices the movement of my hand. Swearing and insults, slaps. From all this I get lost and don't understand what's happening to me, if I'm not a man, then who am I? Trembling takes over my whole body, I start stuttering from excitement, my head spins, but a few more slaps seem to sober me up, I feel ashamed and awkward, and when I'm ordered to get on all fours, take off my underwear, show my bare ass, I try to understand who I really am, I seem to resist myself, but obediently carry out the order, and the first strikes of the whip or belt burn my ass, I have to endure the pain, my mind drifts, I hear the sharp smacks on my ass, my buttocks burn with fire, I instinctively try to dodge, I clench my cheeks waiting for the next strike, I hear insults directed at me, I'm ordered to relax my ass and not wiggle it, and as punishment I get the whip on my back, legs, thighs, it burns unbearably, tears appear in my eyes, I sob loudly, I try to scream, but they stuffed a gag made of my own underwear into my mouth, wrapped it with tape. The sharp burning strikes on my buttocks break my psyche, make me obedient and weak-willed, pain blocks my mind, all my consciousness has moved to the area of my buttocks, there's no escape from the burning sharp strikes, and my whole self, my whole perception of the world is limited only to my backside, which burns unbearably with fire and takes the strikes of the whip and belt. The realization that right now I'm nobody, I'm a weak-willed piece of trash with a red ass, makes me finally accept my fate, and on top of that, having stopped clenching my buttocks in anticipation of the terrible burning sharp strikes, I understand that it really is easier to endure the pain this way. But at the same time the pain from the spanking clears my mind, blocks my shame, and I become a shameless obedient ass for spanking. I really want all of this in reality. Those who want to make money off me - don't bother, I'm not your client.
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