You're alone in the Cruel Boudoir,
in the Oubliettes,
in the dark.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Locked behind the curtain that hides your view and protects you, you hear the wooden floor creak. Then comes the click of my heels, followed by other indefinable noises: an object falling? A snap hook attached to a necklace? A drawer opening? Fabrics rustling?<\/p>\n\n\n\n
Unless our game involves watching me take care of one of my accomplices, whom I subject to the ultimate humiliations. Disturbed, frightened, perhaps envious, you listen to him or her scream. He or she knows you\u2019re there, of course. It\u2019s impossible to ignore them if I lift the bottom of the curtain so that your glorious penis is framed in the glory hole.
The situation preserves your mutual modesty: you will know nothing about each other, except that, for the duration of a single session, you shared a blind intimacy.<\/p>\n\n\n\n
VARIOUS<\/strong> Key words :<\/strong> restraints, mindfuck, sensory deprivation, voyeurism, tease and denial.<\/p>\n\n\n
She or he, my accomplice, so discreet a witness and sometimes gifted with speech, waits in the Cruel Boudoir,
in the Oubliettes,
in the dark.
My submissive is you.<\/p>\n\n\n\n