Una elegante estética de traje y corbata enmarca a Andiayn mientras fuma, relajando gradualmente su aspecto formal. La chaqueta se desliza, la corbata se afloja y la camisa se abre. La secuencia es sensual pero refinada, enfatizando el ambiente, la confianza y un desnudamiento controlado. Y así alcanza hacia una erección.

(Un recorte de mi transmisión en vivo.)

Este clip es para cada hombre que desea aprender masaje tántrico y dar a su pareja orgasmos increíbles. Incluyendo masaje de vulva, masaje de labios mayores, masaje de labios menores, masaje de vagina & masaje de clítor.

Me esperas en casa como un esclavo fiel. Vuelvo a casa con muchos problemas en la cabeza. Me siento en mi silla. Me quito mis gemelos, mi corbata, luego me quito mis zapatos, los pongo en la mesa de café, estiro mis pies con calcetines hacia ti y enciendo un cigarrillo. Te miro por un rato. Me gusta lo que veo... mi cara se relaja un poco y sonrío. Mi mano va hacia mi pene. Empiezo a acariciarlo.<\/p>"

I'm in a bad mood... There are problems at the office. Put on your leash, take the handle in your mouth. Stand silent before me while I watch TV and smoke as a faithful pet. On your knees... with two booties on your chest. If you get bored, you can make a begging sound or can bark from time to time.

First I rubbed his tiny body on my dick, then I sat on him and crushed him; I then rubbed him to my tits.

In this clip, you'll be watching another session of me with my shrunken slave. After work, I'm "in my game room" again. This time I wrapped it in silver tape like a mummy. His mouth was, of course, still bandaged.

I started my session by talking to him. (So ??you can hear my voice in this clip.) I took him between my two hands and explained his situation. He has a nice face and he is young. I get excited every time I look at it. That's what happened this time. I brought it close to my face and started licking his face. Then I put his whole face in my mouth. It was a kind of kiss. It was impossible for me to kiss him on the lips because he was so small. I kissed his face for a long time, as if kissing his lips. My excitement increased even more, I hugged him tighter. It was as if I wanted to put him inside me, to make totally my own. In the end, I couldn't stand it, first I shoved his face between my lips, then I put his whole head in my mouth... and started sucking. It was actually a dangerous job. Even though I didn't want to lose him, I took the risk. Thank god nothing happened.

Then I decided to go further, not just to rub his tiny body on my pants, but on my thin panties. I wanted to feel him on my dick. Just as I was about to unbuckle my belt, I thought of my tie and I couldn't stop whipping my little slave with my tie 8-9 times. And I unzipped my pants and started grabbing my balls.

Tonight would be different.

I was at my peak. I stood up... and sat on him!

His tiny body got me faster. I stroked his tiny chest with the bulge of my cock... then I spat at him... I smeared the saliva yo his face that overflowed from my lips... and started hitting him with the tip of my strap. He groaned with every hit. The muffled sounds he made (because his mouth was taped) fueled my desire. I took him in both of my hands and brought him close to my mouth. He understood what was going to happen. I took out my tongue the size of his face and licked his face. Then I took his whole face in my mouth and pouted. This time he started making funny noises in fear. The more he tried to resist, the more excited I got. I finally put his whole head in my mouth, then I licked him throughout his body and landed on his dick and take his tiny dick between my lips. He hardened and his moans changed.

A new adventure with my slave Ken whom I shrinked because I like his obedience.

When I got home from work that night, I went back to my secret room, loosened my tie and belt, untied Ken from his chains, went to the TV and laid him on the coffee table in front of me. Being tied up all day had made him nervous again. I knew that if I untied his mouth, he would scream out loud with his weak voice... That's why I didn't remove the tape which closed his mouth.

While I was watching TV, I started to press him against my erect dick. He was trembling as usual, afraid of being crushed. I was so excited by my live vibrator that I covered my legs and crushed him some more. His helplessness, his fear, the warmth of his body and his rattling gave me incredible pleasure. I was his master in every way. To consume him a little differently, I turned his back and started rubbing his tiny ass on my hard dick. As I pressed my dick up his ass and stroked his miniature penis with my hand, I noticed his cock, which I had made pitifully small, hardened.

I was at my peak. I stood up... and sat on him!

His hands are tied behind his back... Also his mouth and his legs... He lies helplessly on the coffee table and looks at what I'm going to do with his fearful eyes. My shoes are patent leather. They shine maliciously.

First, I hold my foot above his body and show the bottom of my shoe. Then I stand up. I step on the coffee table with my shoes. I touch the hard leather sole of my shoes against his body... He's shaking. I bring my heel over his tiny dick. His trembling is increasing. I turn him face down. He's even more scared because he doesn't see me any longer. He thinks I'm going to step on him and crush. He doesn't know that I will never do this. What good is a slave with broken bones?

I take the coffee table between my legs. I'm slowly starting to go down to him. I feel his body at my balls. I press my groin against his tiny body. His nothingness takes me from pleasure to pleasure. I can crush him if I press a little bir more. His shaking creates a strong vibrator effect. A live vibrator. It's a wonderful feeling.

Good thing I shrinked him. I love my new toy. I will have fun with him for a long time in various ways. I have a lot of bright ideas about him. Too bad he won't have as much fun as I am... not even at all!

Lying helplessly on my coffee table, I ran my cigarette through his body... Of course, I didn't touch the fire to his skin, A wounded slave is of no use to me. But I made him feel the warmth of the fire of my cigarette on his skin. He was so miserable that I couldn't stand it, I pressed my hand against his body so that he wouldn't move and I kissed him hungrily. Actually, it wouldn't be called a kiss on the lips; because he was so small, his whole face was in my mouth. I licked and sucked your whole face...

Then I put out my cigarette in the ash tray, but the ash was still hot. After checking the temperature by touching it to my own hand, I started to touch his body. His torso... his legs... As the heat of the ash cooled, my pressure increased, and I finally pressed the butt against his dick.

I tied the hands and feet of my slave, whom I had reduced to 30 cm, with insulating tape. I also taped his mouth. He couldn't amuse me at normal size; tonight he will pay for his incompetence, and will amuse me. First I light a cigarette. It's such a pleasure to blow smoke in his face and see his eyes burn. Since he can only breathe through his nose, he has to inhale the smoke all the way. There is no escape. But he won't be able to get away with this. I bring my cigarette close to his bare skin... he's afraid I'll burn it... his shaking makes me laugh. Of course I don't burn it; I'm just spilling my ashes all over you. And then...