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The Demanding Dominatrix
The demanding dominatrix clad in black Clinging latex and immaculate makeup... Upon her strapped-up slave her long whip’s thwack Dungeon-resounds to make a dead man wake up. Cruelly creative, she changes her tools And now uses a cane which is able To make a man bray like burdened mules. She stiletto-stands: a towelrof BabelIn female form... A sly smile, an eye-wink And she selects another implement. Her slave writhes like a trapped ferret or mink – Why can’t his love be of a simple bent? Soon she’ll be using her torturous tawse Then she’ll draw blood with her red-painted claws.
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