Mistress Saida – Under Her Command

Look at you, sitting there, knowing exactly what’s coming. My leather wraps me like power itself, and every breath of smoke I take reminds you of your place.

I’ll use you, my perfect ashtray, to catch every flick of ash until I’m ready to move to more – my heels, my boots, all that you worship. By the time I’m done, you’ll know your role beneath me, where you belong: under my feet.