
The Carving
Madame V's sharp stiletto nails glided across the expanse of the slave's back, leaving a trail of reddened skin in their wake. Each scratch and claw marked her dominion, etching her ownership into the very flesh beneath her touch. Later, she expertly bound the slave's wrists together, suspending them in a tight embrace that left the skin taut and exposed. With deliberate precision, she returned to her task, drawing her nails once more across the vulnerable canvas of the back. The scene unfolded like a masterful painting, each movement and mark enhancing the breathtaking view before her.
