He said" I thought I was dying" by Shinobu
The moon came out to the open-air bath of the hotel,
and tortured at the beautiful night.
The contents of the open-air bath are cold water.
When the head was forcibly sunk into water repeatedly, as for him, the body from the fear to the death from cold began to tremble.
This masochists penis stood erect.
He is impossible.
What the heck！
Although he became panic and shouted "dying ! ! dying", it is excited .
Then, the whip out earnestly, after the torture variety of other, I warmd him in the bath.
If he dies, I'm disagreeable.
He did now which thought that torture finished.
But however, it was again dragged out by the hell of arctic cold.
Quoted from Far east XANADU
Mr. X By Nina
I ring the bell.
Mr. X opens the door and welcoms me in this attire. His mask covers tightly to the skin, he can barely see, hear or speak. He manages to keep breathing through the tiny little holes around the nose.
“Welcome Mistress” he muffled. Walking slowly toward me, stumbling sometimes, no wonder he is wearing 4 inch high heels.
“You look good, X.”
“Come here, let's take a walk together”
I put a collar on his neck and a long leash, walk one step ahead of him. Slowly, walking toward a dim light.
Fun time has just begun......
Quoted from Nina's Life-Long Nap
New photos by Shinobu
The other day, new profile photos of mine was updated.
You can see them from this link.
http://rieasagiri2008.kir.jp/Ndomina/shinobu/shinobu.html
Quoted from Far East Xanadu
Foot fetishist By Shinobu
This is foot fetishist.
He loves foot smell, warmth and weight.
I also love there.
I feel so good when I step on his face because He seemed so weak and vulnerable.
Quoted from Far east XANADU
He loves foot smell, warmth and weight.
I also love there.
I feel so good when I step on his face because He seemed so weak and vulnerable.
Quoted from Far east XANADU
rose decadent by Nina
play with a dark rose and woods,
use spice and chocolate as well as tones of metal, dust and blood
heavy, mysterious scent reaches the dark side of the heart
its pretty much a deep dirty rose that has been crushed into the ground
day night day night
air rustling wind blue blue blue blue returning to blue
balmy autumn day falling apart
The rose
plucked from the garden and put in a vase
while a young woman is brewing her morning coffee.
blue red blue red green white brown beige
white sun white trees
blue blueblueblue
Quoted by Nina's Life-Long Nap
