When Scarlett saw me getting all dressed up in my leather she knew it was a money making night with my sweet Sissy.
With out saying a word she disappeared only to merge in nothing but her thigh high boots and a wicked smile on her face.
Scarlett answered the door just like that and prepped Sissy for the night. he took out the wooden spreader bar that I fasten to Sissy’s inner thighs. She grabbed my strap and handed it to Sissy while shoving her to her knees so she could buckle it around me.
Watching Scarlett stand there barking orders, humiliating Sissy, i found myself wondering how to define her….She gets off on so many things, pain, domination, submission, the list goes on and on.
Come to think of it, I don’t think there has ever been a fetish that I have shared with her that hasn’t made her cunt slippery wet and her nipples hard as rocks.
A nasty, kinky, slut with not limits…is it any wonder I like having her around? I mean, birds of a feather DO flock together.