Whilst
abasing yourself before me, your leather-clad London Mistress, fully
harnessed and wearing only a slave collar and cuffs, you will know instinctively
that this is your destiny - to be kneeling helpless and enslaved at
the feet of a truly strong and naturally dominant woman.
As you feel the nipple clamps start to bite and your restraints tighten, I stare remorselessly into your eyes, entirely without mercy, rejoicing in the suffering which you must endure for my pleasure.
But this is only the beginning. What lies ahead? Maybe you will be chained across my punishment bench, waiting to take my strap-on. Or lying blindfolded, listening to the crackle of the violet wand, not knowing where or when you will next feel its power.
Or you may be shackled, spreadeagled, every part of your naked body totally exposed and vulnerable to my cruel whims.
Whilst respecting your limits, I will push you to extend those limits ever further so as to explore your darkest fantasies, dealing with you in the manner you have always secretly craved....