The tighter the steel that binds you, the freer you are to sink into bliss. Each padlocked limb limits your mobility and expands your notion of surrender. As My hold on you tightens, you give yourself away to the exquisite liberation of submission. What
You donβt seriously think any Goddess would actually want anything to do with that baby carrot clitty in your pants, do you?! π€£π I think it would look better locked away in a cage while you service My strap.. πππ