I don't know what I've become. My name is Richard and I'm so exhausted from wanking over the lovely High Class German Mistress, the lovely Domina Lady Leila. How shall I describe her?
She is beautiful and brutal - a true dichotomy. Both women and men stoop to her whip. She thrashes female arses, on video, with her paddle or their stilettos. She makes a joyful misery out of their breasts. Her men are bound and deprived of their breath. The Fetish Loft is her playground and her victims' heavenly hell.
I fell for the lovely Lady Leila on-line. Her womanly form is such a joy to look at. I am mesmerised by her large pierced nipples in that fish-net bodysuit she sports. Leila's smooth legs, in black PVC boots, are long and muscular. She stands firm with her shapely hourglass waist in her short, tight black PVC mini-skirt.
How I long to flick those large, dark nipples with my tongue as she whips my noisy plastic panties. I've fantasised about her so much. I must have been out of my mind to fly from England to Germany. She looks so much more alluring in the flesh.
"And why have you come here?"
I can't look her in the face as I stand beneath her in my clear glass, plastic knickers.
"You're a despicable little man and you must be punished."
I nod quite pathetically. I can't believe I've been reduced to this.