I like to savor my playthings with teeth. This one is going to be my new chew toy. I'll maybe give him lip service until he moans, then clamp down on him until he screams. I so love the sound of men in agony. This boy's suffering is music to my ears. Did you hear that slave? I'm going to play you like violin. He's been blindfolded for my viewing pleasure. His body will tremble as I his Goddess breath into his fear. What does it feel like slave to be a meal for me?