“He drank in her misery like fine wine, savoring every drop, letting it soothe his mind, his tension flowing out the fingertips that held the paddle.” — Verity Ant Copy Share Image
“Master, I love how you make me feel. I love how you hurt me." She gasped again at a hard tug. "I'm here for you, Sir, to please you.” — Verity Ant Copy Share Image
“He drank in her misery like fine wine, savoring every drop, letting it soothe his mind, his tension flowing out the fingertips that held… — Verity Ant Copy Share Image
“Master, I love how you make me feel. I love how you hurt me." She gasped again at a hard tug. "I'm here for… — Verity Ant Copy Share Image
