Dominatrix Annabelle - Picnic Pleasures in the Paddock! JOI

The sweet fragrance of meadow flowers, among wild garlic stimulates the senses, while the mid morning warmth from the early summer sun generates an uplifting mood, putting a spring in my leather booted step! As I stroll through the long grass, my gentlemans eyes gaze upon the leather tail trailing behind. Thoughts awash his mind of vivid pleasures, as he begins to imagine what I have in store for him. Knowing how I love to brandish my brown leather bullwhip in my leather gloved hand, he wouldnt be too far wrong to think I may be flicking its tail, to listen to its signature crack as the leather connects. I continue to walk along the track until venturing up to the black wrought iron gate. Its time I had some fun! As I mount the bars, I lean over flicking my long brunette hair to one side. My breasts bulge, accentuating my deep cleavage! As my slave looks up, he sighs, the vision before him takes his breath away, gazing longingly in the hope hell be permitted to bury his face deep into my breasts. The wait feels an eternity, as I continue to tease and torment his throbbing erect penis! Its so hard it hurts! Thwack from my leather crop, thwack, thwack, thwack!Well, that hasnt worked, the thwacking just makes him harder! Whilst he grits his teeth absorbing the sting from its tail, he continues to look up, and sighs, theres no place like home!