"on your knees! she teases..."

black leather bustierre and fishnets

whip cracked... as her "slave" cowers on the ground...

"you may be commander and chief...

but i am the ebony goddess

and you will kiss these boots

all the way from baghdad back to crawford

screaming out my name

as we fantasize about the pleasure we get

from other people's pain"

-dunne
copyright 2006