RiellePearson
Moon
- Joined
- Apr 16, 2023

The scene fades in from black, and immediately we find our intrepid ruinee-to-be strapped spreadeagle to a bed - exposed and vulnerable like a lab specimen about to be dissected, yet simultaneously naked and cushioned by comforters like a concubine about to be.... *ahem* utilised.
His attending lady starts off the scene on all fours, with her leading arm braced atop his stomach. She strikes the image of a housecat kneading her paw against the open torso of a lounging human - the adorably endearing gesture of a refined and feminine creature, made all the more deceptively disarming by those predatory intentions simmering below a façade of domestication and housetraining. The instinct to wring out every last drop of sadistic entertainment from her prey as she slowly, gradually, glacially destroys him.
You can tell by the way his manhood is swollen from frenulum to perineum, that only the lizard part of our victim's mind is fooled by that lipstick, corset, and stockings.
Deep down, he knows that's not a simple leather glove drumming against his unprotected and very caress-able flank.
It's the clawtip of a feline mankiller wearing the skin of an eye-candy pin-up doll, probing her talons against the least protected, most disembowel-able part of his anatomy... as she sets the stage to destroy him in a MUCH more agonizing manner....
Though her attire, and his attire, leave little doubt as to what method she is going to employ to destroy his manhood and personhood in one fell swoop, our corseted dissectress still proceeds to allude to it in a manner most exquisite. Porn, and to an extent pop culture, is littered with connotations of female breasts being ripe for groping. But this alluring dominatrix flips the script, by molesting her male prisoner's man-mammaries.
Treating herself to a palmful of each pec, she intimately touches perhaps the most overlooked yet undeniably sensitive parts of the male anatomy. I have no doubts that the sensation of the cool leather is absolutely toe-curling against his teats, a stimulus compounded by the fact that his armpits are bare and exposed by the extreme angle of his restrained arms, leaving his hollows helpless to be ghosted by the very tips of her lithe digits as he is fondled in the manner that he fantasizes of reciprocating on the bountiful bra-bound bosom of his beautiful tormentress.