Master led Pixie to the wall attached her leash to one of the hooks and said simply “down slave”. Through chats, role playing and their descriptions of how they wished to use her, Pixie had learned the difference between a Dom, a Master, a sadist and men who really had no idea what being a Master really meant. Amateur porn Pixie looked towards her Master. She felt restraints strapped over her arms, legs and neck. She of course knew that the best she could do to make it easier on herself was push against it and hopefully open up enough to make it go in without tearing her too much. “Crack!” Pixie just barely stopped herself from yelping as Master’s belt hit her ass. Her health, well being and care was as important as the care he took of any valuable possession. The contract when written was given to her to examine and discuss. The hardest part was standing. After a few minutes she did realize her mind had wandered and she shifted her focus back to the carpet. Next she measured Pixie’s waist, abdomen, hips, thighs, knees calves, ankles and feet.
