Son esclave espagnole (servitude humaine du cendrier)

The Spanish mountains stand witness to a scene of devotion as Mistress Diana Von Rigg asserts herself over her waiting submissive. The crisp air carries the scent of her Chanel perfume, mingling with the smoke from her cigarette. Her lingerie clings to her curves, highlighting the splendour of her form. His body is tense with anticipation, mind clouded with a mix of fear, reverence and lust. Ms. Diana positions herself strategically, her stocking-clad knee pinning his balls to the deck with just the right amount of pressure—enough to tease & control. As she takes a long, luxurious drag from her cigarette, the tip glows red, a beacon in the dusky light. She exhales, the smoke curling into the sky, a testament to her power over both man and nature. With a smirk, she uses her slave's mouth as her ashtray, tapping the ash onto his waiting tongue, spitting with precision and authority. Her voice echoing softly as she teases him, her words as sharp as the stilettos on her feet.