Leather harness and open panties with rings. I'm wearing a black leather harness, thick, studded straps biting into my matte, sweat-glistening skin, framing my big, heavy tits, skin taut, my hard, exposed pink nipples, still marked by imaginary clamps, pointing proudly, each brush of leather sending lightning bolts to my soaked pussy. Metal rings dangle from straps, ready for ropes or a leash, inviting me to tie up. Black leather panties, open at the crotch, cover nothing, exposing my gaping anus, pink, glistening, throbbing like a whore's mouth, the pale pink interior glistening, wet, and my pussy, thick lips, soaked, wet dripping down my thighs, my swollen clit, red, erect, pulsing, ready to be whipped or fucked. My fleshy, glistening thighs glisten, sheathed in black fishnet stockings, hooked onto a leather garter belt, the fastenings clicking. Knee-high black leather thigh-high boots with eleven-centimeter heels dig into the ground, my calves tense, my thighs trembling like a slut in heat. My sleek black hair cascades over my shoulders, strands glued together by sweat, brushing my tits, tickling my burning skin. A black leather collar with a metal ring encircles my neck, ready for your leash, and my luscious lips, painted red, moan, "Punish me, Master, " ready to suck your cock or anyone else's in the club.