Hey wasteoids… ever dreamt of being my date? You turning up at my house in your modest car, shirt ironed, trousers pressed, shoes polished? Box of chocolates cradled under one arm, flowers in the other as you nervously go over your opening lines? ….Your halfway up the...

I finally got to get my teeth, nails and dildoes into some lucky losers, sluts, freaks and sissies at my training day at the Fetish Emporium last Wednesday (4th May). And what a day it was! Unfortunately I didn’t get many photos, so many of these are illustrative!

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