What if this was my life? Kept, confined, restrained. Punished, defiled, degraded. All day, all night. What if his brutal slaps were our only point of contact? What if his piss was my only source of sustenance…and intimacy.
My coworker 21 became my new Kitten last time. I cannot tell you have extremely excited I am for this new dynamic to unfold. Sticker by her request for privacy.😈😻
