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I chose the paddle because it's the only thing up there that I haven't had the pleasure of being punished by yet!

Watching you struggle was so funny! You made a great choice. I had fun using it on you 🤭

You actually let me choose during our last session. I had troubles picking it up because of the mittens you placed on me. But I eventually got to pick the flogger you used on me. Thank you Mistress! I’m very grateful 🥹

So you were awakened by a MILF in a corset and sent back to class with her underwear in your mouth. Sounds formative. I do hope you’ve sent her flowers since.

I like your fantasy. It feels intentionally mean. Now I’m thinking up some roleplay 🤭

You know what you want, so you both have to work for it. Just a bit of target practice and she’ll be perfect.

Angel POV Cruelty knew no bounds. The linger of its sting will haunt me for eternity, yet tastes so intoxicatingly sweet. Am I salvageable?…Do I want to be? It is not my choice to decide, but the Heavens itself. Will I be able to stand in front of God and speak of all that I’ve endured? I haven’t even yet left the comfort of the floor. “Same time next week. See you then.”, she stated, leaving before I could comprehend that it was all over. It is all over… ———————————————————— I stare at the nightclub from across the street. Since that night, I’ve been spending each day reliving that fateful night, hoping to catch a glimpse of her with no luck. Heaven has been expecting my call. How can I explain the sins of mankind without revealing my own? What would happen to me if anyone found out? Every thought increases my fear, yet I can’t comprehend why I am still here? I was attacked! Stripped of all morals and abused! But the memory…makes my skin hot. It slowly turns into a burn that I cannot extinguish. In the corner of my eye, I see a few feather from my wings fall to the ground. I need to find an answer. ———————————————————— It is 10 minutes until time. Having made your way into the club filled to the brim with bodies on bodies, yet I see no sight of her. Trying to recall the directions from my night in haze, I make my way through the crowd. My pulse is beating hard throughout my body as I push past everyone in a frenzy. Finally, standing in front of the door. Ready to meet my fate. ———————————————————— “There you are, Angel.” The air in the room feels thick. Trapping me in place, staring at the enchantress who holds my every will. “I never knew an angel could be so sinful. Yet, you’ve come to submit yourself once more. Tell me…can Heaven be saved?”

I think you need to dd a belt to the survey. Nothing better than a Mistress wearing very tight jeans and a belt, then slowly removing the belt and proceeding to beat her slave.

Did you enjoy mansplaining that to me? Like whatever AND wherever I want?!? OMG I feel like a PRINCESS :-)))))

You get to fit what you want where you want. You are Mistress Kang.

Quelling by/and making big things fit in small places are just some of my fortes.

The slaves want a party! Will Head Mistress Kang need to quell an uprising among her subjects?