DESCRIPTION: Dressed in deep bordeaux latex, I summon My property to bring My divine dress to life - to polish, shine, and worship every curve with care. But of course, he fails. So I take what he doesn't deserve: his sight, his comfort, his pride. Blindfolded, stripped of vision and will, he becomes a vessel for My will. He breathes Me in: the scent of My armpits, the warmth between My breasts, the divine musk at My feet - all while My words cut deeper than My slaps. Every sense he once owned, now belongs to Me. Tied, silent, and humbled on the floor before My bed... And what I do with him next? You'll need the next clip to witness.
