Published: February 13th 2025, 6:15:06 pm
⛓️My latex slave knelt before me, his face hidden behind a tight latex mask. The hole in the mask had one clear purpose: to remind him of his place. He is faceless, reduced to nothing more than a body for my use.
⛓️I put my hand into his mouth, claiming control over what is mine. His hole belongs to me, and so does everything else.
⛓️ I make my slaves wear masks because they exist to serve, not to be seen. Without faces, without identities, they become what I want them to be - empty vessels for my command. Their submission is the only thing that matters.