PART I.

Men belong in the kitchen. Their sole purpose is to cook, clean, and do a woman's bidding. We all know this.

And in my world, my live-in slave always has work to do. My kitchen needs to be spotless – the dishes washed, the table and counters wiped, the ground vacuumed – all to my standards. I expect my slave to do exactly this, and to fetch me a refreshing beverage as a full day of bossing him around can make my mouth so parched.

He lives in the kitchen, and to ensure this, I have him in strict bondage: legs bound together tightly and arms restricted behind his back with a broom so that everybody knows he's my house bitch. I keep a close eye on him while I'm sitting on the kitchen table, cropping him whenever necessary should he ever have some slack and fall behind.

And while I lie around, supervising his behavior, he hops and struggles from place to place, trying to clean while in extremely compromising bondage. Because why would I make it easy? This is what 24/7 slavery and ownership is about.

PART II.

Good kitchen wenches get rewards!

Since my housebitch has done such an excellent job cleaning the home, I've decided to give him a positive incentive. The scent of my feet in his my mouth and my hands on his cock!

I take off my sandal high heels and put one into a shoe gag, tying it to his face so that the sole of my sandals sits in his mouth as a proper gag. My stockinged feet free to tease, I rub my nylon soles all up and down his cock, giving him the opportunity to hump my feet in an improvised footjob. He looks so silly humping like a little seal, and it makes me laugh at what a ridiculous, horny creature he is.

I do think he deserves a little bit extra, though, so I lube up his cock, getting him hard and edging him until I can feel the cum rise up his cock...

I enjoy feeling how helpless he is as he stands with his arms and legs restricted and bound, his eager cock trying to fuck my slippery hands. He's entirely on edge and entirely at my disposal.

But then the eternal question: to cum or not to cum? Which way should I go? Cum countdown? Ruined orgasm? Or just edge him until he loses the capability of cumming?

So many ways to torment my slave, and all the time in the world

Pero siendo alguien que siempre empuja las cosas un poco más lejos, estoy encantado de ver lo grande que es el agujero de mi criada de goma. ¿Por qué usar una polla cuando puedo deslizar un puño entero dentro y sostenerla como mi marioneta de calcetín de látex?

Happy Locktober, bitch! For your first week of Locktober, I need you to have a little bit of skin in the game. I want to make sure that you know exactly what you're signing up for by having you show me exactly who you are. After all, if you're going to be held accountable for your actions on this locked up month, I want to know all about you. Everything. This isn't extortion -- it's collateral damage.

Estoy encadenando a mi gimp al sillón de dentista. Primero, un corsé estricto para inmovilizar su torso y una capucha ajustada de privación sensorial para eliminar sus sentidos. Le provoco la verga y le meto un tapón anal por el culo, y luego lo hago sentarse en el sillón. Sus manos están encerradas en mitones que se sujetan a los lados de su cabeza, y le deslizo botas de ballet hasta la rodilla para mantener los dedos de sus pies apuntados y arqueados. Finalmente, lo encadeno al sillón, con el cuerpo dolorido en una posición rígida e inmovilizada, listo para que yo lo atormente más.

Con mi esclavo gimpy completamente atado al sillón, es hora de probarlo con un poco de sufrimiento femdom. Saco mi fusta y azoto la parte interna de sus muslos —un anticipo de lo que viene. Me gusta infundirle un poco de miedo, recordándole quién manda y quién está indefenso en el bondage. Siempre pendiente de mantenerlo alerta, le provoco y llevo al borde su dura verga, mostrando que también puedo ser amable… antes de abofetear su verga hacia abajo con la fusta. Es un pequeño juego de placer y dolor, ese ir y venir entre provocación y tormento. ¿Cuánto podrá soportar por mí?

Después de esa provocación CBT, tengo ganas de arruinar aún más las predilecciones sexuales de gimpy. Empiezo a pajearlo, acariciándolo con mis manos para ver qué tan caliente puedo ponerlo. Lo quiero durísimo para lo que voy a decirle. Mientras más duro esté, más fácil será controlarlo, humillarlo y negarle. Escupo por toda su verga, llevándolo al borde cada vez más cerca… solo para contarle que me estoy arreglando para una cita candente con mi amante semental esta noche...

Por supuesto, después de provocar a mi esclavo gimpy, darle la paja bondage de su vida y soltar la bomba de que estoy a punto de ir a que me folle un hombre mejor que él, llega el momento de condicionar verdaderamente su humillación con excitación. Quiero que sepa que su identidad sexual no es la de un hombre —es la de un cuck. Mi cuck. Lo he transformado en este cuck, he entrenado su verga para que se empalme con eso, y seguiré escenificando su humillación sexual porque me place. Le sujeto una máquina de ordeño Venus 2000 a la verga, dejando que succione implacablemente hasta que se corra. Y entonces la dejo puesta sobre él, un tormento posorgásmico para recordarle que esto no va de su placer. Yo me largo a mi cita, y le tiro una sábana por encima para ocultar su presencia antiestética. Después de todo, no es un humano, sólo es una perra.

It's time to increase the ante. Our sissy bitch is really about to get familiar with the scent of her Mistresses. Goddess Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I each pull down our leggings bit by bit so that we can really rub in the smell of our sweaty, stinky asses all over our cheerleader slut's face. Can she fit all of our asses on her face at once?

After that CBT tease, I'm in the mood to ruin gimpy's sexual predilections even more. I start jerking him off, stroking him with my hands to see how horny I can make him. I want him rock hard for what I'm about to tell him. The harder he is, the easier he is to control, humiliate, and deny. I spit all over his cock, edging him even closer and closer...only to tell him that I'm getting ready for a hot date with my bull fuckbuddy tonight...

Of course, after teasing my slave gimpy, giving him the bondage handjob of his life and then dropping the bomb that I'm about to go get fucked by a better man than him, it's time to really condition his humiliation with arousal. I want him to know that his sexual identity isn't that of a man -- it's of a cuck. My cuck. I've turned him into this cuck, trained his cock to get hard for it, and will continue enacting his sexual humiliation because it pleases me. I strap a Venus 2000 milking machine to his cock, letting it suck away at him until he cums. And then I leave it on him, a post-orgasm torment to remind him that it's not about his pleasure. I'm off to my date, and I throw a sheet over him to hide his unsightly presence. He's not a human, he's just a bitch, after all.

Un culo es la manera perfecta de incentivar a un esclavo que está luchando mientras le azotan las pelotas, por supuesto. Me siento en la cara de nuestro esclavo mientras Athena Fatale le azota las pelotas. Es tan encantador sentirlo retorcerse de dolor debajo de mí. Y para rematar finalmente -- como pago final por siquiera permitirle el placer de nuestros culos en su cara, ambas comenzamos a azotarlo simultáneamente hasta que no puede soportar más.

Pocas cosas son más sensuales que un atado de cerdo. Tu completa indefensión mientras todas tus extremidades quedan atadas a ti mismo (y quizás a otra cosa), mi excitación aumentando mientras voy quitando la libertad de tu cuerpo poco a poco. Primero, una capucha y una venda para privarte de la vista. Luego aprieto un cinturón de bondage, botas, tobilleras, arnés para el pecho y ataduras para los brazos a tu cuerpo. Finalmente, lo uno todo juntos en un atado de cerdo clásico, cada clic apretando más mi control sobre tu cuerpo. Pero lo mejor de todo: empiezo a izarlo todo cada vez más alto, tirando de tu espalda hacia un arco precario. Estás jodido.

My slave is really in for it today. I have their balls strung up and in a crusher, and everything is about to only get more intense from here. I spit over their dicklet, marking my territory before really going in for the pain on their cock and body, leaving my mark all over their body.

PART III.

Now that my bondage slave has been thoroughly teased with the scent of my feet, ass, and crotch, he's aching for my touch. I know exactly what he needs: an edging that will make him beg for release. And I'm feeling kind of generous today -- I want him to feel it all: both of my hands expertly teasing his cock in a handjob he won't soon forget.

PART IV.

It's so easy to tease and edge gimpy when he's been denied for so long. The question is how long can I keep him denied for? How much of his orgasm can I ruin? And how much cum will he eat? I think you know the answer to that one. After all, I'm never one to make a handjob an easy task. I'm all too delighted with ruining his orgasm by pulling my hands away at just the right moment, only to catch all that cum to feed him his mess.

PART I.

Goddes Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I have our slutty sissy cheerleader in our clutches. She's so easy to manipulate and control, and we think she would make a great seat...especially with our asses so sweaty from our latest workout. We all want to have a turn sitting on her face and rubbing the scent of our perfect butts all over her body, smothering her until she's breathless.

PART II.

Eager to really show this slutty sissy how subordinate she is to us, Nyx, Natalie, and I thrust our sweaty asses and pits in her face, making her smell our sweaty cracks. This sissy cheerleader has no choice but to take it as we pin down her entire body by sitting on her? Facesitting? Bodysitting? Crotchsitting? Her entire body is our seat.

PART III.

It's time to increase the ante. Our sissy bitch is really about to get familiar with the scent of her Mistresses. Goddess Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I each pull down our leggings bit by bit so that we can really rub in the smell of our sweaty, stinky asses all over our cheerleader slut's face. Can she fit all of our asses on her face at once?

PART IV.

As she gets flattened more and more, Nyx, Natalie, and I bring on the pressure. We begin to butt drop over her face and body, making her sniff our asses in between. She breathes us in, her body thoroughly squished and restrained with our sweaty gym asses. We've covered her entire body with the scent of our asses, and now everybody knows she's our ass sniffing bitch.