I never invite slaves to my home in Los Angeles. I keep this for myself and leave it a sanctuary to get away from it all. The Kink Tarts and I flew down south for some R & R and Marcello would not stop sending me messages on Twitter. I thought it would be joy to bring him over to serve us all weekend and we couldn't help but capture some of the joy. Marcello was lucky enough to be invited to my home so I made sure he suffered. He gets treated like a dog, he is mercilessly caned, kept in virginity, made to gobble jizm that is dripping out of my vagina after a sexy brunch date, cleans my sloppy feet, sniffs my sweat-soaked bulls eye and gets strap-on caboose pulverized deep with a bag on his head so my neighbors can witness!
