

The way he was sulking was so annoying to me, so I took things into my own hands. Yeah, being a Femdom means I'm going to have to deal with little brats more often than I like, but it also means I get to inflict the perfect amount of pain in order to teach the lesson that needs to be learned. After I lure him to my bedroom I convince him it's going to be the best time of his life and before he can even blink he is tied to the wrought-iron rods of what possibly could be his death bed. He didn't see it coming, but that's what I intended. A Surprise ambush of sorts. But to finish it all up I tie up his cock and balls with the pantyhose I rip right off of my glistening legs. Now there will be no way he will be able to cum when I force him to smell my sweaty nylon feet. I'm not evil 😈 , am I? There's more than one way to utilize pantyhose, that's for sure.