Repent at leisure

My repentence, her leisure.

I often suffer from pain during my SO’s sexual activity.  Usually in the same room, but not always.  Her reaching orgasm sometimes brings relief from the pain – temporarily at any rate – I’m glad to say.
Visiting a domme can be a very spiritual experience.
Oh well.  No real harm done
 The lovely Divine Mistress Heather, who in real life I am sure always makes sure her slaves get exactly the voltage they need: neither more nor (most certainly) less.
See?  She’s not a vicious, unfeeling sadist at all.  She’s a considerate, empathetic sadist.  They’re the worst.
The one on the back’s quite long. I was told it describes in detail the ways I am blessed.

0 thoughts on “Repent at leisure”

  1. Thank you for all your posts… you have me tenting my panties so ­čÖé cd sara

  2. What a lovely image. Thank you so much for sharing that. You know: tent-poles are very old-fashioned these days. Much more effective to use a rigid aluminium frame to prevent any… over excitement.

    Best wishes


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