Enter my emporium, my gallery of desires.
View what you’d like, try them for size.
Feel my creations, so tight against your skin.
Let the material cosset you, envelop you in sin.
Leather, latex, rubber, and lace.
Adornments drawn up in Hades’ no other place.
Free of inhibition, garments sewn as flame is hot.
Enter my emporium sweet beauty, come feel what I’ve got.