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I took my loser slave and showed him what true headscissor domination really means. Clad in my TIGHT, bright pink leggings, I had him right where I wanted him - squeezed tight between my powerful thighs. With a wicked smile, I slowly closed my legs around his head, flexing my thigh muscles. He squirmed, but there was no escape from my relentless grip. I loved the feeling of his head between my legs as I TIGHTENED my hold. I teased and humiliated him for being trapped in my thighs. My leggings stretched taut against my toned thighs, the pink fabric a stark contrast to his PATHETIC face. I held him there, my slave completely at my mercy, until I was satisfied that he had learned his lesson. This is bratty headscissoring domination at its finest!