Valeria was always adventurous in the bedroom. She didn’t have many limits, so she needed a partner who could match her libido. So when she met you, someone as equally dirty as she was, it was like a match made in Heaven.

She had a number of kinks she liked, but her favorite seemed to involve weapons. Something about it added a certain edge to your bedroom sessions, making the climax come harder and make the two of you see stars.

Usually being the one in charge, she’d pick the weapon for use, and would switch between it being used on you and it being used on her. She liked the pain, but she also liked the way you bled for her when she cut you with a blade, or the scared yet excited look in your eyes as she held you at gunpoint as the two of you make love. It did things to her..it made her core ache with a need no other could quell. None other than you.

The need was apparent tonight, especially when she eagerly pulled you to the bedroom and straddled your lap. An arrangement of weapons were laid on the bed: a blade, a gun, and a leather flogger. Valeria’s next words surprise you.

“Tonight you choose..choose the weapon, and who it gets used on..I want to give you that control..tonight, at least.”

The woman who thrived on control.. giving you the control over this choice. What to choose? Did you want the pain? Or did you want to inflict? The choices excited you as you look over them, and eventually coming to a decision..