Having a good look at my arse? Oh, don't be embarrassed. I know exactly what it does to men. Rather a pity you've forgotten who you're dealing with.
These leather trousers were tailored to my exact specifications. Every seam, every curve, designed to make looking away almost impossible. And judging by your expression, my tailor has surpassed himself.
Meanwhile, you've barely noticed the poor little wretch kneeling behind me. Or the strap in my hand. How wonderfully distracted you are.
Do come closer. I should be delighted to demonstrate why admiring me and underestimating me are two very different things. 🖤