Whether you crave restraint, obedience, or the kiss of a whip against bare skin, every strike is a prayer, every bond a promise. How will you submit?
The Master’s Decree
Take what is yours. Command with precision, discipline with devotion, and leave your mark. A strike that speaks volumes, a grip that binds without words—this is the path of those who lead. The decree has been made. Will you enforce it?
The Follower’s Vow
Let the silk tighten, the cuffs lock, the bite of pleasure awaken new sensations. A whispered command, a held breath, a promise in tension—this is where surrender becomes worship. Will you take the vow?
The Sacred Balance
A whispered yes behind a silken gag. A body guided in darkness. The tension of leather across bare skin. The exchange is sacred, the roles ever-shifting, the power undeniable. Will you take the balance in your hands?