Red Lipstick Slave
Description
I’m so proud of my little lipstick slave. And tonight… you’ll nap on the floor. With a photo of my lips taped above you. And if you touch yourself? You’ll record yourself begging for punishment… and send it to me. Understood? Yes, Goddess. Again. Yes, Goddess. Deeper now. Relax when I say. Wake when I say. Come when I say. Your body is my puppet. Your mind is my temple. And your soul? Painted red.
