Put On A Record And Get Lost In This Musical, Magical Topless Shoot

 The music lover in me cringed so hard at the sight of those records scattered around outside of their sleeves that it made e realize I could never get into masochism. Even if I was to dabble in it, clearly it would not take much to make me shout the safe word. Would it be a point of pride for a dominatrix to get me to that point quickly, or would they be disappointed I did not last longer. The former would be a refreshing change because I have come across the latter experience enough already.

Despite the clear lack of respect this woman has for vinyl, her legs look so good in those stockings that I am willing to forgive it. My vision is so bad that I cannot make out which albums they are, so it might no be much of a sacrilege after all. In the name of good will I will pretend they are a few copies of Rumours by Fleetwood Mac. The heavens know there are enough copies of that one floating around that we can afford to loose a few.  

Photo Credit: Photographer Tony Andreas Rudolph for B-Authentique