Today is ladies’ choice. Unfortunately, we're not at a tea dance here and we can't hear any music even if we listen very carefully. But what we can hear is the heavy breathing, this lustful whisper when Amira breathes in deeply while she chooses an instrument of her torment. And she loves this selection. You can see it in her nasty grin, that mischievous smile and the tension in her body. So first of all, do yourself a favor and get down on your knees. Take off your pants and open your shirt. Expose your chest because what comes next will only end in bruises at best. The clicking of her high heels will be the most pleasant sound you will hear. There is also no need to look under the leather miniskirt. Because you will only be able to concentrate on the pain when Amira punishing you with a nail roller, cane, crop, flogger, paddle and so on. The last thing you'll see before the lights go out is her panties as she stands over your face. It could be worse, sure. But the road there will be rocky.