I’m doing so much work to impress you and all you do is sit there screaming, crying, and carrying on. Why don’t I distract you by unzipping my catsuit a little more? That’s right, even with one eye you know exactly what you want to see. Such a simple creature, so easily distracted. Don't say I never gave you anything. I’m here sweating my ass off and I don't even get a single thank you! I'm beginning to think you're a bad date, darling. So…how should we better instill some manners into you? Perhaps with car jumper cables? Let’s shock some politeness and sensibility into you. We’ve worked on your ankles, done a little “facial reconstruction” and… I see how hard your nipples are from those cold chains so let’s warm them up. Our playtime is almost coming to an end and I have a few parting gifts for you. Gifts that will leave you…altered to make sure that you have a permanent reminder of the debts you owe and the people you’ve displeased. You don't know whether you're terrified or aroused, do you? I love distracting you before you have to face the devastating consequences of your actions. Shaking my ass against your bound cock, teasing you with my tits, stroking your shaft with my sleek leather gloves until you’re primed and ready to lose that prized possession between your legs. Let’s get this over with, then I can send you on your way. Probably to the emergency room, but never mind that. Focus on my tits while we finish this final lesson. Ready, sweetie?
