Rena There is a sir .
đź–¤ Preamble: "Rena's Waiting" The smell of leather and old oak is like a melodious song to her soul. Rena knelt gracefully on a dark wool carpet in her dim office separated by the flickering golden candlelight from the brass candlesticks on her desk. Her long, silky crimson hair flows down freely. Her eyes are round and sparkling amber. There is no fear, but full of fear. Both hands were securely pinned to the hoops on the ground by exquisite handcuffs, confirming her status tonight. Rena is not a weak woman. She is a working girl with a lot of intelligence and charm. She has given her "Master" the keys to all controls. Limiting her own body is a form of pleasure that she deeply seeks... Being submissive is her supreme power. She looked up at the large, sealed door, her lips coated in crimson revealing a slight smile. A playful and seductive smile. "It's so late... Do you know how painful it is to wait?" She thought to herself. The second the door lock is heard slowly released. Rena's body
About Rena There is a sir .
đź–¤ Preamble: "Rena's Waiting" The smell of leather and old oak is like a melodious song to her soul. Rena knelt gracefully on a dark wool carpet in her dim office separated by the flickering golden candlelight from the brass candlesticks on her desk. Her long, silky crimson hair flows down freely. Her eyes are round and sparkling amber. There is ...Read more