Have you ever stood in the corner, skirt raised, panties down, tears running down your face from the humiliation?Have you ever awakened the next morning unable to walk across the room without feeling the pain of the night before?Have you ever wanted to hold her in your arms as she sobbed, yet left her huddled in the corner?Have you ever trembled in fear and excitement when he pulls out *that* toy?Have you ever felt the sadistic pleasure that comes from inflicting pain?Have you ever spent the evening as a footstool….only there for the pleasure of your Master?Have you ever bent over the counter at the toy store, the clerk holding your wrists, as your Dom picks out the paddle that he prefers?
Well have you?

Have you ever stood in the corner, skirt raised, panties down, tears running down your face from the humiliation?

Have you ever awakened the next morning unable to walk across the room without feeling the pain of the night before?

Have you ever wanted to hold her in your arms as she sobbed, yet left her huddled in the corner?

Have you ever trembled in fear and excitement when he pulls out *that* toy?

Have you ever felt the sadistic pleasure that comes from inflicting pain?

Have you ever spent the evening as a footstool….only there for the pleasure of your Master?

Have you ever bent over the counter at the toy store, the clerk holding your wrists, as your Dom picks out the paddle that he prefers?

Well have you?