My friend Lady Demonique has invited me to her studio where a surprise awaits me…a little surprise if we really want to specify – her mini-endowed slave. We have nothing left to do but sit on her beautiful sofa to make a good evaluation of this little cock.
ENGLISH SPEAKINGNature has established hierarchies between us. I am tall, strong and muscular. She is short and without strength. It is only fair that I should be her mistress and she my slave. What else can she do? She can only serve and obey me. And it is bad enough that I admit her into my presence and allow her to lick my feet. Compared to her I am a giantess. I am better than her in everything and I can do what I want with her. Lift her up and carry her around, terrorise and bully her. Immobile at attention she can only stand, waiting for me to inflict the punishment she deserves.
You snuck down here and youre looking at me, Lady Nora, secretly. How long have you been sitting down there? Your eyes tell me so much, because they keep going towards my boots. You think theyre so hot, right? … Thats perfectly clear to me! Ill let you enjoy a little now, so look here and worship my fantastic boots! Kiss them and lick the soles, because I want to have shiny boots soon. Worship them properly and adore me and my boots for the generosity of making this possible for you. Follow my instructions and enjoy what I allow you to do! (Language: DE)
Coming in here and not getting a proper greeting out! Kim Judge and I, Lady Nora, take over and show the slave how to give him a proper greeting. We have his pants down very quickly so that his balls hang down freely. We position him perfectly for us and start by lightly tapping his balls with our boots. The slave is already twitching with fear! This is really fun for us! 😀 … Kim Judge goes first and I, Lady Nora, kick him hard! Thats a decent ballbusting greeting for our horny little boy! It seems to make him horny when we kick his balls. Lets see if thats still the case when we kick harder! … (Language: DE)
Sexy Leather Goddess Humiliates the Tied up Slave Boy with Shit Feeding and Continue to Poop until His Face Is Full of Shits
Lying on the floor, dressed in diaper, pink sissy outfit and fixed with my worn nylon stockings, there is no escape for this wildly twitching cock girl from my tickle torment.
Focusing dilators and vibratorSlave wants to excite only with dilators, I play dilators from the thinnest to the next size purely in the tail and vibrator come into play. Penis rings are also included. As you can see on the whole page you can see how I use dilators.
POV Custom video on request:A 56 minute video, where she shows her dirty feet and her beautiful hands, giving me orders and various humiliations. At the end of the video, a final countdown.As usual, you havent done your tasks. You left everything in disorder, and now my divine hands have to fix it. Theres no use in staring at them with that longing look, wishing to kiss them. I know how much you adore them but these hands arent here to comfort you. These hands exist only to deliver what you truly deserve: pain. Because thats all youre worthy of.You left the floor in a disgraceful state. Look look at these feet. Look how filthy youve let them become. Its absolutely unacceptable.You are nothing but an object. And every action you take only confirms it. And as such, you will be treated.Youll have to clean my feet from all this dirt. I know you like it. I know you find pleasure in it, because it satisfies you to be reduced to nothing. An object in your Mistresss hands. And only then do you truly feel aroused.
Finally relaxed on the sofa, legs stretched out on the human doormat, waiting for our aperitif. We send him to a corner and call the slave cook who had promised us a fish dinner. Unfortunately he shows up with inedible food, as soon as we put it in our mouths we spit it out on the floor because it is really bad. We chase the cook away but the floor is filthy from the food we spat out. We order the doormat to join us because he will have to clean everything with his tongue. With our boots and amphibians, we crush the leftovers and make him lick our soles. We take turns using his mouth, his head and his clothes to clean our shoes. Before we send him off, we make him remove all the food stuck to the floor with his tongue. It is wonderful to clean the floor using his head as a mop under the soles of our boots.
My friend Scarlet and I enter with confidence and seduction, knowing full well the effect we have on the slave locked in the cage. He has been there for a long time, and we want him to believe that, once free, he will have the opportunity to worship our bodies. We free him, letting the illusion grow stronger as we brush against him, fueling his fantasies as he abandons himself to pleasure. But there is no reward for such a pathetic servant. The real game begins hours later: slaps, spits, kicks and knees put him back in his place, followed by clamps clamped on his nipples and the sharp sound of the whip marking his skin. Finally we leave him bent over on the floor, exhausted and in pain, while our presence dominates the scene, reminding him who is in charge.
