I recline upon My regal bed, with a lucky and, utterly desperate, slave K beside Me. I have seduced My boy’s cock and mind with My beauty and power, My lingerie, My high-heeled boots and My intent. This sub is fully open, vulnerable to Me and gagging for whatever I bring and which spicy little games that I choose to play.

I have been tormenting slave K all day and, once more, I handle his cock – fattening it up, exciting him. I have edged him, denied all release and filled his balls until they have swollen generously. My boy’s face is red from the exertion of being used in this way. I sit over him, looking down as I manipulate his erect cock and wreck his self-control.

I assert My orders; there will be no cumming without permission. My boy will absorb My attentions, even as he amuses Me. My firm grip builds the next tease up and My slave sighs with unrequited need. I waste no time, swinging My legs over his, climbing aboard and looking down upon him. I feel slave K’s cock stiffen still further, and it bobs up against My panties. What a greedy slave K, his male desperation found wanting by My patient, measured control.

I keep My panties positioned over slave K’s cock, having his head feel the material without “...the satisfaction of being inside of them.” My boy’s breathing is deep now, his cock at full stiffness. But I am not done, I swing over and place My ass, in those tight, warm panties over My slave’s face. I look into the camera innocently, as I demand that My boy savours the sweet aromas circling his face. I see his cock twitching excitedly, desperate to plunge into My cleavage. Instead, I grip the pulsing member in My gloved hands and stroke him further into denied pleasure.

My boy’s deep breaths, his fat cock ready to explode. I read slave K like a book, dictating his responses and then letting go off his teased cock, denying release. Within seconds I am taking him closer, stroking his soaked cock towards the edge. Now My boy groans and his moans please Me; I find many rewards in working My subs over and slave K does not disappoint Me. How much more will he take? I fondle, caress and squeeze his hard inches. My boy tenses, admitting that he cannot take much more. My smile grows as I edge him, owning the process as well as the frustrated cock.

Once again I tease, only to deny. I increase the torment, sitting back onto My slave’s face-seat. Evey part of My body seems to be a torment for the weakened male beneath Me. My ass now controls the slave’s responses, whether the cadence of his breath or the stiffness of his cock. I have so much time and yet My boy may only think in sexual milliseconds. The smothering of My boy, generously having him sniff My panties, sends slave K’s flagpole rising high. I know he wishes to fly the white flag of surrender, but I am not ready for feeble male gestures.

“No choice in breathing!” I continue My denial training. Denied of air, denied of pleasure – My slave is given My control and trained further in what that means for him. My needs and My fun are paramount, even as he gulps air down feverishly whilst remaining hard for Me. Now I take him closer to the edge of spunking as he groans loudly, underneath My dominant ass and sensual lingerie. Denial of pleasure is what this boy deserves, I decide to ruin him.

I rub his stiffness intermittently, until with a shout My boy’s spunk eases out onto his stomach. A ruin if ever I saw one, as I watch and laugh “ruined, dripping, released” I milk every bit out. With accustomed discipline I have My boy open wide and feed his cum straight back inside him, having him savour the tasty treat. My boy thanks Me and I promise to build his frustration once again!

I return from My morning tour of the gardens with My boy, to find that My domestic slave is missing on duty. How disgraceful! My domestic slave is not awaiting My return: the sub is not ready to welcome Me back, to remove and clean My shoes, to provide all requisite pampering and to take whatever punishments that I wish to give out. I shout for My slave to jump to it and look lively. The hooded, naked wretch appears, apologising for his delinquency and his inattentiveness.

This breach of My law, the slave’s error of etiquette and his rift in reverence will not do. I state the appalling facts; the slave was expected to kneel by the door; the slave moved from his station! As he kneels now, cowering by My high heels, the slave apologises again. I sense his fear of My displeasure. The weak submissive bows his head to the floor as I stand over him. My long, mini-skirted legs, rise upwards and out of his sight but My voice is very much deep inside his mind right now! “What were you doing?” I demand to know.

The slave maintains that he was cleaning but I believe that he was trying to get in a sneaky...well, that typical, disgusting slave behaviour, unable to keep his hands off his chastity cage! I call out the slave’s excitement, his bulging cage and I give no allowance to the slave for My hot outfit – he should not even be thinking about My beauty at this point. I demand a punishment for My sub, and I will make him squirm.

I have the slave kneel with his back up against the nearest wall. My boy is only too keen to screw the sub’s face and to pump him hard, with his fat cock. In no time We are ready, cock stiffening and pointing directly at the sub’s mouth. I am clear, there will be no gentle blowjobs here, just a hard pumping of the slave’s throat. “He’s growing in My hand” I declare as I tease My boy’s cock into full, engorged, solidity. The slave gulps in anticipation and cries but I slap his face to keep the sub focused and I decree “There is no choice. No choice!”

Once I am ready I have My boy step forward and bury himself into the sub. The cockhead disappears and the slave glugs from the very first second. I stroke My boy’s cock, angling it deeper into the sub’s throat and I encourage the sub to suck for the precum, in the first instance. The sub’s throat makes all sorts of noises; he gurgles, gasps and then his saliva strings flood out of his mouth. The slave struggles to deal with the swelling meat in his mouth; this cock is long, girthy and intent on punching down his throat.

As the cock worship continues, I get My harness and prepare a second cock for Our “cock-up” slave! The slave is held wide open by the veiny, wet cock that impales his face. I love the sounds that the sub makes, as his wet throat welcomes every inch of erect dick: now My slave is motivated and We see what he has to offer, what a slut! I complement My boy and his slutty mate “I love the noise, the sound of your suffering! Keep going!”

With a fully warmed up cock sucker on his knees, choking and gasping for air I provide encouragement. I have the slave lick My boy’s cockhead all over before thrusting his face down onto the raging hard-on. My red nails dig into the slave’s neck as I keep him positioned whilst pushing the cock deeper into his gullet.

Now I take full control, My strap-on is firm, solid and arrives with no hesitation. I hold the slave’s nose shut, his mouth opens and I fill it with sturdy strap-on. I use My grip on the slave’s nose to gain purchase until he is glugging warmly on My length. Then I get to thrust and the slave is no match for My toned thighs as they hammer the strap-on into the sub. I ensure that the slave keeps taking the full length of the shaft, even as he chokes, slurps and gags. In no time My strap-on is covered balls-deep with the sub’s glistening throat slime.

I enjoy the physical control, demonstrating My strength and combining this with My throat stretching techniques. Once more the slave begs to stop, apologising profusely, even as he is wrecked. My persuasive strap-on and overbearing, compelling figure soon have the slave admitting that he deserves his punishment and accepting more cock, just as I demand. I hold My slave’s head and balls-deep, I thrust hard down his throat and now My boy is silent. “Don’t pull away from Me!” I order as My repeated, hard strokes break the slave down and trample all over the last vestiges of his will.

I invite My boy to bring his erect cock back for another bout of cock-sucking from the punished wretch before Me. The slave promises to behave in future as I too make a promise - I will take his ass in the same way, if he is ever late to receive Me at the door again. The combination of cock and strap-on choke the slave alternately, and then at the same time “stretch that mouth!” What a lucky sub, punished with two cocks in his mouth: “real dick, big dick!”

I know that the slave will dream of his treatment tonight; he has learnt a valuable lesson today. I do love My slaves engaging in breathless, cock worship with gusto and desire. When I raise the level of demand into a punishment I gain hugely; I have the enjoyment of controlling the process and I get a better-behaved slave as the outcome, every time!

They are prisoners in the dungeon, and this is their first initiation. Three prisoners. Three pain slaves. Multiple punishments already waiting. My job is simple: deliver the sentence.

Dressed in black latex and knee-high heeled boots, I bring the slaves in and line them up one by one over the table. “Bend over.” I want each of them to suffer as much as possible, and I already have a fairly good idea of what makes each one tick. Whips. Canes. Straps. Strap-ons. Every tool carries its own particular flavour of fear.

As their initiation begins, I take my first implement — a long, heavy leather strap, perfectly suited to deliver the opening round of punishment these naughty sluts are about to receive.

Twenty strikes on the bare bottom. And no, I will not be holding back.

I start with Slave S. One strike after another, making him count each one as I go. Every impact lands harder than the last. In a way he is the lucky one — he does not have to stand there listening to the others scream first.

Once I am finished with him, I move straight down the line. No pause. No mercy. White bottoms quickly turn a beautiful, heated shade of pink under the relentless leather. The sound of the strap against their warm skin fills the dungeon.

When this trio was convicted of their sins, I wonder if this is what they expected.

Now… are you going to be a good boy, or will I be seeing you again in the future?

Our naked boy is very busy; he is being used. I am filling his mouth with saliva whilst Tainted Maitrise is teasing his cock. We feel like making this slave feel more than just desperate. We will tease the sub, all the while in Our gorgeous, tight and shiny PVC catsuits!

Tainted Maitrise applies a little lube and the slave sighs as She works his hardening cock up into greater excitement. We both climb aboard the slave. Tainted Maitrise moves over his legs, working on his cock and balls. I climb over the slave’s head and torment him with the view of My PVC clad ass, at super close quarters. I sit on his face and deny him breath. Within seconds the excited cock is a firm hardon, erect and reddening in Tainted Maitrise’s dextrous fingers.

Our shiny PVC clearly turns our sub on. The black and red colours, the shine, the squeaks as We move, the feel on his skin. No wonder this sub is hard, overloaded with textures, scents and seductiveness. I sit back, full weight on the slave’s face and watch his desperation build. Now and again, I let the sub take a breath as he moans underneath My bottom.

Tainted Maitrise takes the sub’s cock towards the edge of desire. The sub tastes My saliva once more and is then put back underneath Me, trying to smell My intimate scents through the PVC. I have the slave lick and kiss My PVC, his face beetroot red. I feel the sub attempting to move My zip open, but he has no luck, just the tease.

We swap ends and I edge the sub’s cock while he is granted the pleasure of Tainted Maitrise’s lovely red PVC clad ass taking his breath away. We smile as the slave gasps for air whenever Tainted Maitrise moves. I feel the slave’s excitement in My hands, My red manicured fingers conjuring a frenzy from his thick shaft.

I build the desperation over and over again, edging the slave at will. Tainted Maitrise observes that “I can feel his groans against My pussy” and We have proven once again that this male slave, eager little slut that he is, has no shame. The slave’s breathing becomes deeper as he gets close to spunking. We combine facesitting and edging to keep the slave so close and yet so far from achieving his aim. We control his feelings and his orgasms.

As We continue the slave’s cock expands and the head swells in preparation for, well, his next edge of course! I continue building the desperation and the slave’s muffled speech sounds concentrated on his dick, dirty boy! I slow the strokes, touching the sub’s cock with a super light, caressing movement.

Now We wind things up, pushing the slave close to the edge with stronger, faster strokes. We swap ends on the slave once more and I sit on the slave’s face with a little unzipping of My PVC catsuit. As the slave tastes Me “incredible, Miss!”, Tainted Maitrise works the slave towards his desperate ruin. Closer and closer We go, the slave losing control all the time, his cock looking ready to explode.

We take the slave’s explosion from him, as the slave begs, the load spurts forth across the sub’s stomach. Such a tight predicament for the sub. We agree “The best way, deliciously milked for Our pleasure!”

Göttin Jessica Jewels begleitet mich im Goldenen Emporium, um einen Wettbewerb im Schwanzlutschen zwischen zwei schwanzhungrigen Submissiven zu beurteilen.

Unsere Submissiven knien vor uns, beide verzweifelt darauf bedacht, der beste Strap-on-Lutscher zu sein. Göttin Jewels und ich fragen unsere Untergebenen, wer am besten im Schwanzlutschen ist – natürlich behaupten beide, der Beste im Schwanzlutschen zu sein ... Mal sehen, ja?

Ich nehme Sklave R, der an meinem gebogenen harten Schwanz würgt und keucht, bevor er jeden Millimeter eifrig mit seiner Zunge verehrt. Göttin Jessica fickt die Schlampe T ins Gesicht, die sehr bemüht ist, sich als der bessere Schwanzlutscher der beiden zu beweisen. Beiden Jungen wird die Luft abgeschnitten, während sie ihre eigenen Münder bestrafen, um uns am meisten zu gefallen.

Nachdem wir die Sklaven getauscht und viel Spucke geflossen ist, ist es Zeit zu entscheiden, wem das Privileg zuteilwird, weiterhin unsere Schwänze zu lutschen. Sklave R gewinnt aufgrund seines Enthusiasmus, doch die Schlampe T hat zweifellos am meisten für uns gelitten; da beide uns gleich gut befriedigt haben, entscheiden wir uns für Sklave R – fast ausschließlich deshalb, weil es äußerst amüsant wäre, die Schlampe T in der Ecke weinen zu sehen, weil sie abgewiesen wurde!

Sklave R nimmt vor unseren Strap-on-Schwänzen Aufstellung und lutscht, bis wir erschöpft sind, während Schlampe T in der Ecke weint.

Today, three beauties in lingerie are gathered in My play space. Of course I am the one true beauty, the dominant Female; My tasteful, hot pink lingerie sets pulses racing. My two slave companions, well; these boys are definitely improved by wearing lingerie and right now they are hanging onto My every word, “dressed and ready to play!” I expect some full-on amusement from this pair, and I will be entertained by their service.

I want My boys to torment each other, as well as being tormented by Me. I start by having both boys suck My strap-on cock. The stiff, sturdy, pink member is swallowed greedily by My first slave. I feel his lips slip around the girthy strap-on, and I thrust it into the sub’s mouth as the other slut watches on. I swap boys and, as the second slut sucks for his life I have the first prepare his own cock to be pleasured. This pair of boys will provide bi-entertainment for My delectation!

Once I feel that the second boy has warmed his mouth up I show him the real thing wielded by his mate “So hard!” Within moments the erect slave is balls deep inside the slut’s mouth. Both boys state how content they are with the feeling of cock, and mouth on cock, respectively. The sucker gags and moans with his throat being stretched open and pumped full of cock. Whilst he sucks I prepare his ass for My strap-on cock. I slip two fingers into the tight hole, and I stretch the sucker’s sucker out.

The sub moans and saliva drips from his mouth. Every time the sucker gags on cock, I feel his hole tensing on My fingers. How lucky the sucker is to be used at both ends, spit roasting for My fun! The sucker is practically begging for My strap-on and I sink it into his ass, letting the feeling of “big” take him over. Once I have “popped” past the sub’s ring I thrust regularly, with rapid lunges, whilst encouraging the sucker to excite the real cock in his mouth.

All the time the other slave concentrates on the pleasure that his big, juicy, cock is receiving. I expect a heavy load from this, clearly excited, boy; if the sucker has good blowjob technique then all should be well with fountains of cum produced. Meanwhile the sucker moans as I stretch his ass out and push upwards, edging the cocks closer to each other inside My slut. I work the hungry ass, filling the hole from various angles before I have the other sub swap ends and begin to pump the sucker’s greedy ass.

“So wet, so hungry!” The sucker gets screwed by his associate from both ends, the entire length of the real cock disappearing, balls deep up his ass. I watch the boys move, as one, before Me. The slaves work hard, turning themselves into sweaty little sluts for My amusement. I have the sucker confirm how much he appreciates being taken up the ass by a fellow sub’s real cock “It feels so good! A huge cock in my tight hole.”

I am not done, as the slut’s tight little hole is taken for My pleasure, I have the slut roll onto his back “Whatever You wish Miss!” The slut soon has a real cock being stroked over his face, dripping with excitement into the slut’s gasping mouth. I have the sucker stroke his cock as well. Both boys, pulling their plonkers, what a sight! I have the slut “dipped” occasionally, with the big, fat, cock entering the slut’s hot mouth.

I have the slut watch as the slave standing over him spunks into his condom, a heavy, creamy load filling the rubber. I retrieve the used condom, draining all of the cum from the cock, before feeding it back into the mouth of the slave who came – no swallowing allowed. From there I have him deposit the cum into the slut’s mouth, slowly dripping his own cum into the slut. The slut tugs his own cock frantically, desperate to cum. As I laugh he spills his load over his stomach, before being granted well-earned permission to swallow the load in his mouth.

I am delighted “How humiliating, what a perfect evening for Me!”

What a sight! Two naked make slaves facing the wall, their hands up and their pert buttocks free to be caned. However, I have a different journey in mind for this pair. They declare themselves to be ready for action, under My command at all times of course. I provide a powerful contrast to their weak nudity, I stride purposely in My thigh-high boots, issuing orders. I explain that, when I accept a fresh intake of slaves I like to run a comparison between them; comparing cock size, for My amusement.

I have the boys provide their big reveal moment and turn around. One sub tries to hide his cock in his hands, so embarrassed is he with his size issues. I have no time for such impotent games “Move your hands out of the way and put them on your head!” Then I pass My judgement “Goodness Me!” as I note the difference in cock size, dick dimensions, penis proportion and for the smallest of you, yes you, willy width!

I question the smaller cocked slave, who admits to a three-inch problem, at best. This weedy endowment does not surprise Me; I often convert losers into useful subs, and this slave will be no different. I intend to use him to pleasure the larger cock. In fact, I will have the loser on his knees working hard to suck off the winning cock today. Yes, the sub bleats in shock, but I know what is best for both subs.

In short order I have the sub kneeling, preparing to suck his first cock. The boy kneels at eye level with the cock that he will now suck, and I ensure that he realises why it is that he will suck cock so willingly for Me. The soon-to-be cocksucker compliments his associate’s “pretty big” cock admitting that he feels inferior. I laugh as I mould his obedience, introducing the idea, soon to be fact, of his wearing a chastity cage.

Now I grasp the larger cock, easing precum to the tip, right in front of My new cocksucker. I ensure that the tip is wet and then dab the precum directly onto the sucker’s lips. I have him “open wide” and I guide the cock into the sub’s mouth. By doing so I ensure that both slaves understand who controls them, who they obey and who literally dicktates to them. The veiny cock slips firmly through the slave’s lips and his voice is quieted. The change to being a greedy cocksucker begins!

I encourage both boys. The cocksucker is reassured and inspired to be comfortable sucking cock, and to improve his nascent technique. At the same time, I embolden his mate to pump his cock right down the slut’s throat and to enjoy this experience whilst he can. My gorgeous red nails stand out as I guide the cock, fondling encouragement directly into the cocksucker’s mouth. My new slut works hard, his mouth becoming wet, saliva dripping from him as he begins to deepthroat.

I manage the process, having the slut wank his mate into his throat. I feel the pair changing under My instruction, their natural places being exposed and shown to all. In just a couple of minutes the new cocksucker has become a natural slut, licking and worshipping the heavy balls presented to him, eager for more. I stroke the bigger cock, taking him closer to the edge and then I give permission for the slave to cum all over the slut’s face.

As I laugh, a river of cum is emptied onto the cocksucker’s nose, dripping down towards his mouth. I ensure that the flow is spread out, across the slut’s lips and then I have him eat the cumshots that flow into his gullet. I have the wet cock pump its last shots directly into the cocksucker’s mouth as he struggles to retain all of the splooge. What a messy initiation for this new slut of Mine “Clean it up!”

I send both slaves away to reflect on their training, their new positions in life and to worship Me. Never forget that “The punishment for having a small, tiny penis, is sucking off a bigger one.”

I stride confidently into My domain. My black thigh boots match My dark latex beautifully and I look as magnificently commanding as ever. I have My boy ready, nursing his growing erection yet, as usual, I sport the biggest (Strap-on) cock in the room!

All of which is very necessary today, because I have two more subs kneeling near My boy, which makes three naked “...very filthy, bi, boys...” awaiting Me and My orders. While I check out “the goods” I announce that each of them will be used and degraded today.

I am eager to establish which of My subs is the best prepared, most ready to be filled with cock. I start with the first slutty hole, slipping my fingers in and stretching it, which soon makes the sub moan. The sub’s blue balls dangle heavily between his legs, ready for action, but he will only be receiving today!

Meanwhile My boy is ready. After a few strokes of encouragement from My delicate fingers, I have My boy penetrate the slave and start thrusting, sliding in and out freely. Close-up shots demonstrate how a sub’s ass should be reamed; urgently, deeply and for the user’s pleasure. My boy’s cock pumps in and out of the slave who also moans in delirious pleasure.

I turn the second slave to watch, making him fully aware of the fate that awaits him soon. This slave licks his lips in nervous anticipation as he watches the full cock length and girth disappear into his colleague’s asshole. The sub watches attentively as My boy changes his angle of thrust, gripping the first sub’s hips and pummelling more deeply into him, that juicy cock searching for pleasure zones wherever they are to be found.

I check and find that My boy is enjoying his fun burying his cock deep into the sub while the sub is very excited, physically and mentally, to be used like the slut that I know him to be. Under My encouragement My boy thrusts faster and harder. It is time to warm up the second slave, slut Tand I note as I prepare slut t’s hole “...its tight...it is going to stretch!”

Now slut T is prepared I have My boy switch slaves. I lube My boy’s tool, order slut T to “...Spread your legs, slut...” and then push My boy’s stiff organ into slut T. As slut T groans and My boy slides into him fully, I order “Take it!” and under My command My boy gently teases slut T, slowly stretching the sub as I demand of slut T “Arch your back, you little whore!”

Once I have the second orgy pairing underway I switch My attention back to the first slave and bury My strap-on cock up his guts. Every hole is now stretched out and the slaves are degraded. As the slaves’ moans fill the room I decide upon further humiliations.

I have the first slave lie on his back on a bench whilst My boy wanks over his face. I call in the second slave, slut T and he gets to work instantly sucking off the first slave. The oral skills of slut T soon have the slave moaning with pleasure as his cock is pleasured by his slutmate. As slut T bobs up and down, one hand manipulates his fellow sub’s rigid cock into his mouth as he seeks the load that he needs shot down his slutty throat.

Meanwhile I tease My boy’s cock, stroking it towards delivering a load into the first slave’s mouth. I have slut T admit that his colleague’s cock tastes just as good as he hoped it would. Meanwhile his associate keeps his mouth open and is rewarded with a big, creamy load of spunk: a load that I order him to retain, not swallow. My boy pours stroke after stroke of semen into the slave’s gullet as slut T continues sucking the cum-filled slut off.

I have slut T move onto all fours on the bench, looking at My boy’s cock face to cockhead. Meanwhile I stimulate the cum-filled slut’s cock, building him to a desperate ruined orgasm, pouring his cum directly onto slut T ‘s asshole. I have slut T confirm that he can feel the cum slowly dripping down his used hole as My boy puts his cock back into slut T’s mouth and then slut T’s ass, pumping the cum from “cum-filled slut” into slut T.

My boy penetrates slut T immediately and as slut T is pummelled, legs up in the air, I have him wank while “cum-filled slut” drips the cum from his mouth into slut T’s gullet. So humiliating, slut T is used like a train. All I can smell is spunk everywhere!

Filled, used, taken, slut T cums all over himself and I order him to clean himself up. My slut T describes his spunk as the “...taste of humiliation.” Triple trouble makes for an entertaining jaunt for Me, whilst the desperate slut T has taken load after load. One sub or three, I control all with skill and verve.

Göttin Jessica und ich bereiten uns auf ein heißes Dreier-Abenteuer mit T. vor. Wir haben ihn zu unserer Wohnung eingeladen und ihn kurz allein gelassen, während wir uns vorbereiten und fertig machen. Die Lage nimmt eine demütigende Wendung, als wir unseren sogenannten ‚heterosexuellen‘ Hengst dabei erwischen, wie er sich einen runterholt, während er schwulen Pornos zusieht...

Zunächst versucht T., seine offensichtliche Erektion zu verbergen, als wir ihn ertappen und befragen. Er bestreitet, den Pornofilm gesehen zu haben, und ist extrem verlegen angesichts seiner Anziehung zu Männern. Göttin Jessica und ich genießen seine offensichtliche Scham in diesem Punkt und amüsieren uns köstlich darüber, ihn zu necken, während er verzweifelt versucht, sein Geheimnis zu wahren. Ohne dass er es weiß, haben wir bereits einen weiteren Schwanz in das Spiel gebracht: Kane. Da T. ohnehin einen nutzlosen, winzigen Penis hat, hatten wir von Anfang an vor, ihn zu hintergehen. Doch da T. nun offensichtlich so sehr auf Schwänze steht, ergibt sich eine noch heißere, demütigendere Situation.

Wir zwingen T., seine Hose herunterzuziehen und seinen erbärmlichen Schwanz völlig freizulegen. Seine Wangen glühen vor Scham, als wir Kane hereinrufen und ihre Männlichkeit vergleichen. Konfrontiert mit der harten, erniedrigenden Wirklichkeit gesteht T. schließlich seine Sehnsucht, einen Schwanz zu lutschen und zu kosten! Während wir Kane necken und in T.s Mund führen, wimmert und stöhnt er vor reiner Verlegenheit. Seine erbärmliche Gier steigert sich noch, als wir unseren schwanzverliebten Lutscher ermutigen, unserem echten Hengst einen nassen, schlampigen Blowjob zu verpassen. Es ist offensichtlich, dass er schon sehr lange auf diesen Moment gewartet hat!

Als Kanes Erregung zunimmt, necken wir T. damit, wohin die bevorstehende Ladung Sperma wohl gehen wird – direkt über sein schmutziges, schwules Gesicht! T. bemüht sich krampfhaft, die komplette Ladung aus dem großen Schwanz vor seinem Gesicht herauszusaugen. Göttin Jessica und ich steigern die grausame verbale Demütigung und verspotten unseren unterwürfigen Mann dafür, ein schwuler, schwanzliebender Spermaklatsch zu sein!

Bald ist Kane bereit, abzuspritzen. Wir befehlen T., sich unter ihn zu legen und sich auf den demütigendsten Moment seines Lebens vorzubereiten... Eine schwere Gesichtsbesamung folgt, als Kane das Gesicht unseres Sklaven mit Sperma überzieht und seinen Schwanz immer wieder in dessen Mund stößt, um sicherzustellen, dass kein Tropfen vergeudet wird. Wir verfüttern unserem Spermakloster den Rest der Ladung, bevor er auf die Knie geht und Kanes Schwanz mit seiner eifrigen Zunge sauber leckt.

Homosexuelle Demütigung in ihrer besten Form!

Sind Sie bereit, Schmerzen für Ihre in Latex gekleideten Göttinnen zu ertragen?

Göttin Jessica Jewels und ich haben unseren Sklaven K im Verlies, wo er festgeschnallt auf der Bestrafungsbank liegt und bereit ist, Strafe von seinen gemeinen Herrinnen zu empfangen.

Wir führen den Sklaven K behutsam in seine bald schmerzhafte Lage ein, indem wir mit unseren Fingern seine nackten Pobacken reizen. Sanfte Berührungen werden bald von den schmerzhaften Schlägen unserer Handflächen abgelöst, die mit hoher Geschwindigkeit auf seine Haut treffen. Sobald der Hintern von K fast die Farbe unseres Lippenstifts erreicht hat, beschließen wir, uns strengeren Hilfsmitteln zuzuwenden.

Miss Jessica wählt einen grausamen Lederschläger, um das Fleisch von K zu bestrafen, und ich entscheide mich für eine Reitgerte, um sein Aufwärmtraining abzuschließen. Abwechselnd setzen wir die beiden Hilfsmittel ein, bis wir mit dem gut bestraften Gesäß unseres Sklaven zufrieden sind.

Dann greifen wir zu einem Paar Ruten, um das Zerstören von Ks Po abzuschließen. Nachdem wir uns auf insgesamt 40 Hiebe geeinigt haben, arbeiten wir uns durch die Schläge, wobei wir uns abwechseln und gemeine Serien in schneller Abfolge austeilen. Als wir uns den 20 Hieben nähern, erträgt K die Bestrafung überraschend gut; es ist klar, dass er alles tun würde, um seinen in Latex gekleideten Dominas zu gefallen. Die letzten 20 Hiebe werden mit schmerzhafter Absicht hart und schnell ausgeführt. Wir stellen sicher, dass unser Sklave um das Leiden bettelt, das er erduldet, während wir die Bestrafung abschließen.

Eine gut ertragene Strafe.

Es gibt vier Schwänze im Raum, einschließlich meines großen, saftigen, schwarzen Strap-ons natürlich, und einer der Sklavenschwänze ist bereits besonders erregt. Mein Schlampe T mag hinter Gittern sein, aber seine Gedanken sind eindeutig im Hauptspielraum, verzweifelt darauf bedacht, mit den Schwänzen der anderen Sklaven benutzt zu werden. Während ich Schlampe T necke, schluckt er hektisch, sein eigener Schwanz erregt, sein Blick gesenkt und unterwürfig, während ich seinen verweigerten, gehörnten Status bestätige.

Nach langer Zeit meiner Ausbildung zum Schwanzlutschen ist Schlampe T entschlossen, auf diese Weise benutzt zu werden. Doch ich lasse ihn elend, weil ich ihm das privilegierte Vergnügen verweigere, das er braucht. Dies ist kein Launenakt von mir; Schlampe T hat nicht genügt, seine Fähigkeiten beim Schwanzlutschen reichten nicht für meine höchste Note. Heute werde ich ihm weitere Motivation und Inspiration geben, um Schlampe T dazu zu drängen, der vollständige, doppelt penetrierte Schlampe T zu werden, der er im Laufe der Zeit für mich sein wird.

Ich lasse Schlampe T mein langes, dickes Strap-on spüren und befehle ihm, die Härte in seinen Händen zu testen und zu necken. Dann vergleiche ich seinen erbärmlichen, winzigen Schwanz mit der Größe meines riesigen Strap-ons. Bereits jetzt tropft Schlampe T’s Schwanz vor Verzweiflung, während er unaufhörlich verweigert wird. Während ich mich entferne, um mich um die größeren Jungs zu kümmern, befehle ich Schlampe T: „Ich will nicht, dass du deinen Blick von der Aktion hier nimmst! Beobachte jeden einzelnen Moment, wie diese Schlampe zerstört wird!“

Dann umschließt meine weiche Handfläche den größeren Schwanz meines Jungen, der geduldig auf mich gewartet hat. Dieser größere Schwanz steht stolz hervor, steif und unbestreitbar groß, wie es echte Männer tun, wenn sie erregt sind. Ich steigere das Verlangen und die Lust des Empfängers meiner neckenden Technik, während ich meinen Jungen darauf vorbereite, dem dritten Sklaven eine gewaltige Behandlung zukommen zu lassen. Wir diskutieren die quälende Lage von Schlampe T, dem nur erlaubt ist, zuzusehen und sich zu wichsen, in ignoriertem Verlangen! Sobald ich bereit bin, lasse ich den Schwanz meines Jungen los, und er springt kräftig auf und ab, bereit für weitere Aufmerksamkeit… Ich weiß, dass mein dritter Sklave, eine gierige Schlampe, nackt auf dem Rücken liegend, bereit ist für Schwänze in beiden seinen Löchern!

Mein Junge neckt den Mund der Schlampe, streicht mit dem Schwanz über die Lippen des Sklaven und schiebt dann seine Härte in den warmen, nassen, willigen Mund des Sklaven. Mein Junge wichst über dem Sklaven und schiebt seinen Schwanz dann zurück in den Hals des Subs. Inzwischen bereite ich den Arsch des Subs vor, schiebe meine Finger hoch und hinein in den Sklaven, während der gehörnte Schlampe T im Hintergrund wichst, sein Verlangen für alle sichtbar, während er seinen Schwanz mit aller Kraft bearbeitet und alles, was ich orchestriere, mit einem intensiven, neidischen Blick verfolgt.

Der Schwanz der Schlampe wächst, während er geöffnet, gedehnt und an beiden Enden vollständig vorbereitet wird. Das Stöhnen der Schlampe erfüllt den Raum, während das Vergnügen, das ich ihm erlaube, sein Gehirn übernimmt, seine Gedanken und seine Welt vollständig von meiner Welt diktiert werden. Mein Junge hält das Gesicht der Schlampe voll mit Schwanz, und ich schiebe meinen großen Strap-on tief in den Arsch der Schlampe. Die Schlampe stöhnt tief, während ihre Löcher gefüllt werden und intensive, lustvolle Geschmäcker, Stöße und Vibrationen beginnen, die Schlampe zu zerstören.

Ich überprüfe, ob der gehörnte Schlampe T weiterhin aufmerksam zusieht, immer noch versucht, seinen Schwanz annähernd auf die Größe meiner Spielgefährten wachsen zu lassen. Der Gehörnte ist neidisch auf die gefüllte Schlampe vor ihm, die ständig und laut stöhnt, während zwei Schwänze sie bis zum Bersten füllen. Nun schwingen riesige Eier über das Gesicht der Schlampe, und sie leckt mit aller Kraft; jeder menschliche und Strap-on-Kontakt zieht diese Schlampe tiefer in ihre Lüste, Lüste, die allein meinem Willen unterworfen sind.

Ich necke und treibe die Schlampe weiter, ihr pochender Schwanz erhält zarte Liebkosungen und dann feste Streiche, während sie das Vorsperma von des Jungen Organ kostet. Als die Schlampe mich bedankt, befehle ich dem Sub, sich auf alle viere zu begeben, und er kniet vor dem Schwanz meines Jungen, bereit für mehr. Ich bestätige, dass Schlampe T „…bereit ist, dass ich seinen Arsch zerstöre…“ und der arme Verlierer ist es sicherlich – „So bereit!“ Der gehörnte Schlampe T wird jetzt jede Sicht akzeptieren, die man ihm gibt. Ich habe seine Einstellung in Minuten verändert!

Während die Schlampe ihre Schwanzlutschfähigkeiten zeigt, wie die Hure, die sie ist, befeuchte ich und schiebe mein Strap-on fest in ihr gieriges Arschloch, ganz hinein, bis zu den Eiern. Während sie jeden Zentimeter aufnimmt, werden die Schlampe von Strap-on und echtem Schwanz doppelt penetriert. Ich lasse meinen Jungen auf das Gesicht der Schlampe wichsen, während diese weiterhin stöhnt und sabbert. Was für ein schönes Tableau, die Schlampe auf der Fickbank positioniert, würgend am Schwanz, der Arsch gefüllt mit saftigem Schwanz. Ich verlange, dass der Gehörnte zusieht, unfähig, mitzumachen, während wir die Schlampe vor ihm benutzen. So viel Vergnügen für uns, und doch erhält der Gehörnte nichts!

Um das Beste aus meinen Untergebenen herauszuholen und sicherzustellen, dass ich meinen unerbittlich bösartigen Willen ohne allzu viel Zappeln durchsetzen kann, müssen sie fest gefesselt sein. An Seilen aufgehängt und auf einen großen Analdildo aufgespießt, befindet sich der Sklave R in einer äußerst misslichen Lage. Vermummt und vollständig durch äußere und innere Fesseln bewegungsunfähig gemacht, ist er ganz meiner Gnade ausgeliefert – genau so, wie ich ihn am liebsten mag.

Ohne Hoffnung auf Flucht und ohne den Wunsch danach ergibt sich Sklave R meinem Willen... und meiner grausamen neuen Einzelpietsche.

Ich beginne meine Schmerzorgie mit einem Paar Ledergerten; das beruhigende Stechen bringt R rasch dazu, strammzustehen, doch seine Erregung schlägt schnell in Leid um, als meine ledernen Peitsche in Erscheinung tritt. Es ist erst das zweite Mal, dass Sklave R je gepeitscht wird, und ich habe vor, es für uns beide zu einem unvergesslichen Erlebnis zu machen.

Die Peitsche knallt und küsst das Fleisch auf dem Rücken meines Sklaven; er bemüht sich, die harten Hiebe zu ertragen, doch leidet für mein Vergnügen, da er weiß, dass er keine Wahl hat, was auch immer ich ihm zufügen möchte.

Damit mein verwundbarer Untergebener seine aufgespießte Lage nicht vergisst, beschließe ich mit sechs finalen Lederschlägen. Sklave R windet sich und murmelt bei jedem grausamen Kuss; er hat mich sehr zufriedengestellt, und ich werde ihn hier aufgespießt zurücklassen, bereit für die nächste Runde zärtlicher Qual.