Some days I torture a poor set of genitals with gusto and I watch as blood arrives, pools and drips.
Some days I watch men shake and quiver and try to escape My ministrations.
Some days I play My version of Joan Crawford; diaper, soothe and torture a man into helpless baby flesh. Some days I dress up gorgeous head to toe and go shopping with My attentive slave at My heels.
Thank you to all of you, who contribute to making My life magical, wonderful, and something to savor.