I had a rubber costume for men, but it got old. So I dressed my sub in this outfit. I put a lot of holes in my rubber costume because I was going to destroy the rubber. I like the feel of rubber, so I started off enjoying it with oil. My sub also liked the feeling of being tied up and was excited by the feel of the rubber. He was a little surprised when I took the scissors and cut his costume. But he was more pleased to have his nipples exposed. I controlled his breathing with a piece of rubber and stuffed rubber in his mouth. I love these ideas of mine. Destruction gives me a lot of inspiration. 《schedule》 Fri. 15:00-22:00 Sat. 15:00-22:00 Jun
My sadistic nature sometimes lacks ethics. More than when I inflict pain on the body, it is when I dominate the mind that I become truly cruel. I crave that in-between state — neither spared nor destroyed. I like the look on a masochist’s face when their cherished feelings are crumpled up like paper with a deep crease pressed into them— when the affection they turned toward me is trampled underfoot. And there are countless methods to arrive at that point. Come to think of it, this tendency has always existed in me, even before I began practicing SM in earnest. I still cannot forget the final session I had with a masochist who was about to get married. Even further back, when I was a student, there were moments in my romantic relationships when I would deliberately create a subtle unease in my partner’s heart. I normally uphold punctuality, order, and society’s rules. And yet, at times, I feel an irresistible urge to inflict psychological torment that strays beyond what is conside...