Penises get a bad rap, they are the frat boys of the male anatomy, always looking for mischief, getting others into trouble and staying up all hours of the night. In contrast, approaching a Domme or a set of Dommes is like attending a tea party, it’s formal, there are rules, and you better be on your best behaviour.
Shunned is the penis, and long ignored has my penis become in the pursuit of civility, introspection, and refinement. The rigid dinky has been replaced with the extended pinky. Sometimes however, the watercress sandwiches are placed aside, and it’s time for cake. I don’t mean little bundt cakes with a dollop of whipped cream and a raspberry, i mean sometimes there’s a hunger for chocolate cake, with fudge and fondant. Sometimes, if things get wild enough at the tea party, we get messy, we use our hands.
This is where the penis redeems itself, when the frat boys are invited knowing they will be unable to resist temptation. They enter, foaming at the mouth, then as soon as they sit down to eat the cake, the doors are locked, and they are punished for their lude careless ways.
Tease, denial, and torture, i feel that the best way to enjoy a penis is to punish it for it’s evil ways. I’ve been avoiding the desert table lately because of its caloric intake, revisiting those forbidden pleasures is a great way to appreciate the finer details that preceded them.
What i am saying is i like my penis, i like torturing it, because of it’s naughty ways.
These panties are classy, satiny and also naughty in their flashy red boldness.
That’s what makes these panties special 😉
