Divinity Now: Nikita Tesley prt 2
The man had a black, velvet, bag over his head. A semi-tight noose was laced around his neck. At the other end of the rope, the hangman—which in this case was a woman. And whenever she felt the need, she would yank on the noose: not hard enough to kill him, but enough for him to understand that she was in charge. Nikita Tesley savored this fantasy in their role-play, under the shelter of her private room. A California-King sized bed adorned the room, and was set dead center of a crimson-red and... Sign in to see full entry.