A few days ago, a very bold Spanish businessman in Shanghai sought my BDSM services, craving the sweet release of public humiliation.
I went to his room and was impressed by his shiny and dense black hair. I began to meticulously apply a bunch of tattoo stickers to the businessman's face, creating a striking and unforgettable look that would ensure his anonymity during our public encounter.
As the final sticker was placed, the businessman gazed into the mirror, a mix of anticipation and excitement in his eyes. We quickly ventured out of his hotel room.
As the session unfolded at the gloomy restaurant, I unveiled my carefully crafted scenario for him. I poured his face a full glass of water, followed by another glass. I smile at him,“You ordered the wrong food for me and now you should be grateful to me that I did not kick you for your mistake." He knelt and said "sorry and thank you". I derived pleasure at the sight of him in his discomfort.
As he attempted to reach for the wrong food in my plate, a flicker of possessiveness washed over me. How dare he think he could invade my space, my territory? I raised my hand and delivered two resounding slaps across his cheek, the sound penetrating the room like a crack of thunder. I said to him, "I never share my food."
I dragged him out after we settled the dinner bill. I made him to polish my shoes in a walking street. He is such a nice humble servant and I enjoyed his shoe polishing service.
I have designed some intense sessions related to most taboo desires for some bold male submissives. If you are seeking bold bdsm experience, do not hesistate to contact me.
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I went to his room and was impressed by his shiny and dense black hair. I began to meticulously apply a bunch of tattoo stickers to the businessman's face, creating a striking and unforgettable look that would ensure his anonymity during our public encounter.
As the final sticker was placed, the businessman gazed into the mirror, a mix of anticipation and excitement in his eyes. We quickly ventured out of his hotel room.
As the session unfolded at the gloomy restaurant, I unveiled my carefully crafted scenario for him. I poured his face a full glass of water, followed by another glass. I smile at him,“You ordered the wrong food for me and now you should be grateful to me that I did not kick you for your mistake." He knelt and said "sorry and thank you". I derived pleasure at the sight of him in his discomfort.
As he attempted to reach for the wrong food in my plate, a flicker of possessiveness washed over me. How dare he think he could invade my space, my territory? I raised my hand and delivered two resounding slaps across his cheek, the sound penetrating the room like a crack of thunder. I said to him, "I never share my food."
I dragged him out after we settled the dinner bill. I made him to polish my shoes in a walking street. He is such a nice humble servant and I enjoyed his shoe polishing service.
I have designed some intense sessions related to most taboo desires for some bold male submissives. If you are seeking bold bdsm experience, do not hesistate to contact me.
shanghai-bdsm.blogspot.com
