She was quite young—not more than about twenty-five—and sort of dark and slinky-looking, if you know what I mean. Quite nice-looking in a kind of way, but rather as though she might have what my mother used to call a touch of the tar-brush.

This includes public humiliation, findom, blackmail, hardcore cock and ball torture, bloodletting, cutting, edgeplay and so on.

I want the name of this flying whatchamacallit to go with the Daily Planet like bacon and eggs, franks and beans, death and taxes, politics and corruption!

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