Mistress Mercy stretches across her slave on the red bench, trapping his neck between her thighs in a tight scissor as he lies beneath her. She eases the pressure just enough and orders him to lift his nose into her crack; the moment it arrives she releases a wet-sounding blast straight into his face. Her thighs clamp down harder around his neck until his face flushes red. She remarks that she ate some nasty food the night before, yanks his head back into the cleft, and lets another one rip. Her rounded ass looks lovely as two more quick bursts follow. Mercy twists around, settles on his chest while still squeezing his neck between her thighs, then slides sideways so her plump cheeks crush his nose. Another fart escapes as she tells him she might have to make him her toilet too and says that would be nice for him. She keeps releasing them while seated on his head.

She directs him to kneel on the floor while she reclines on the bench and presents her ass to his face again. He crawls in and presses his nose into her crack; she answers with fart after fart after fart. Mercy then tells him to kiss her cheeks. Once she feels emptied she shoves him away and commands him to worship her nylon-covered feet. She mocks him for being constantly rejected by women and now doing anything to stay close, including sniffing farts and worshiping stinky feet. As he kisses her soles she announces she is going to rest and reminds him that if she releases more while she is out he had better rise quickly and snort every last one because she does not like the smell.

The scene opens with gorgeous Mistress Mercy sitting on the discipline bench and calling her in her slave to sniff her red nylon covered toes. The fabric is dank from wearing stilettos all day and she rubs them all over his face and sticks her toes in his mouth. She then pulls his mouth wide apart with both big toes and says a big mouth like that should have a cock stuck in it.

Eventually she slides forward and wraps her legs around his neck. She now subjects him to some intense squeezing leaving him dozy and disoriented. She tells him he was out for over an hour and his session is over. She walks away to attend to another slave, little does he know it was only a few seconds and in the dungeon the slaves have no concept of time anyway.

Mistress Mercy stands barefoot on the black floor box that locks her slave in place, his head framed in the hole, arms pinned at the sides, naked body stretched across the patterned rug. She brings the thin cane down across the soles of his feet, then his thighs, then the backs of his hands, each strike landing sharp and precise. She steps over his face so he can press his mouth to her tattooed feet, then draws her foot back and drives a kick straight into his balls. He jerks in the stocks as she works him over, caning and kicking in a steady rhythm while he stays locked and available.

She gathers the string of black clothespins and clips them one after another along his balls and the skin around his cock until they form a tight zipper. She looks down at him through the hole, then yanks the string so the pins rip free in one pull. She tells him to get used to having his balls worked over. The slave breaks, crying like a baby while she stands over him and claims every twitch.

estábamos tan hartas de nuestros novios- así que tomamos la mejor decisión hasta ahora- ¡encogerlos! los provocamos y humillamos- apestándolos en nuestros pies de red y aplastándolos con nuestros dedos. no pueden decirnos que no, no pueden resistirse, no pueden responder, y tenemos completamente la ventaja.. no es que no la tuviéramos ya, por supuesto ;) nos encanta atraparte en nuestros pies de red- y sabemos que a ti también te encanta.

Mistress Mercy stands beside the bench in her red lace bodysuit, tattoos covering her neck, chest, arms and legs as she studies the welts already marking the naked slave bent over the pink-studded pad. His balls hang freely behind him. She taps the existing marks with the thin cane. “Oh, these nice little marks on you. Mm-hmm. Just a little paintball excursion. Hmm. However, I don’t think your ass matches. Hmm. Should we change that? Your balls, I see you just left them hanging out for me.” She pokes the dangling sack with the cane tip. “Good boy. You must have left those for a reason, right? I’d hate to accidentally hit them. I just know you want me to cane those really hard. Hmm? I find if you can make the slave cry, it’s really good for their overall mental health, helps break down that tough betaboy armor. Break it down, Mm-hmm, with some tough discipline.”

She starts landing the cane across his ass. “Go ahead and count out 10 hard ones for me.” He counts each stroke as the wood cracks against him—one through ten—then she keeps going harder. “I lost count but that was at least five or six. Should we do the same for your balls now?” Five sharp strikes hit the hanging balls. “Balls are fully out and ready. Mm-hmm.” She grips and stretches the testicles a foot from his body. “And just stretch them out, make sure there’s a really good target.” The cane snaps across the taut sack. “If you take it really well maybe I’ll have my other slave crawl in here and lick your balls all better.” Harder blows follow; he screams. She returns to his ass with even greater intensity. “Are you getting warmed up, slave?” He cries out as the cane keeps raining down on his ass.

If you love the thought of being a beautiful woman's ass slave and fart sniffer this is the clip for you as you see some of the best farts Miss Ryan, Mistress Mercy, Goddess Violet, Mistress Raven and Mistress Kandy have blasted in their slaves faces in the past. Only 3 minutes but over 30 farts, it's non-stop farting to go along with some really erotic verbals. You'll love it and probably hot enough to be your go to clip when you want to squeeze one out but don't have much time.

Ama Mercy termina de azotar al esclavo en la cruz de San Andrés, asestando sólidos golpes de pala de madera sobre su espalda y trasero ya llenos de verdugones antes de decirle que es patético y ordenarle que se arrastre. Él se deja caer al suelo y cruza la alfombra ornamentada a gatas hasta el banco de cuero rojo, donde ella lo coloca boca arriba con la cabeza en el borde. Ella se sienta sobre su cara mientras aún lleva su falda negra, cortándole el aire y los comentarios, luego se levanta brevemente para que pueda respirar antes de asentarse de nuevo.

Ella se baja la falda, aparta sus bragas, y baja su trasero directamente sobre su boca para que su lengua pueda alcanzarla. Ella nota las marcas que cubren su cuerpo y que él se ha ganado esto, luego envuelve su mano alrededor de su polla y la usa como una palanca de mando, tirando y retorciendo para meter su lengua más profundamente en su culo mientras ella permanece sentada y en control.

You’re already lucky to be seeing us naked right now... could you imagine getting the opportunity to lay down in the bath tub while our pee trickles all over you? Be our toilet slave slut

La Ama Mercy se sienta desnuda sobre la cara de su esclavo en el momento en que comienza la escena, con todo su peso presionando hacia abajo mientras le pregunta si ha estado pensando en meter su lengua en su culo todo el día. Se frota con firmeza sin darle aire, diciéndole cuánto le encanta la forma en que él lucha debajo de ella. Cuando él le toca el trasero y gira la cabeza para respirar, ella lo regaña severamente, recordándole que no hay reglas de rendición y que él hace exactamente lo que ella quiere. Se deja caer de nuevo sobre su cara de inmediato, la cámara capturando ángulos perfectos desde abajo de su trasero redondo y su cuerpo tatuado mientras lo entierra por completo. Se mece y se retuerce sin levantarse, probando cuánto tiempo puede aguantar la respiración por ella antes de finalmente levantarse para que él pueda jadear y llenar sus pulmones.

En lugar de sentarse de nuevo, se inclina hacia adelante y le ordena que le lama el culo; él se lanza con entusiasmo mientras ella se toca el coño y gime que la sensación la está poniendo muy cachonda. Mercy entonces se da la vuelta y se baja una vez más para que su lengua pueda hacerle un rimming más profundo. Ella sigue masturbándose todo el tiempo, excitándose cada vez más hasta que se corre fuerte por toda su cara. De pie, le dice que deje sus jugos ahí mismo como su nueva colonia y lo envía a su reunión de negocios, luego se deja caer en la silla para dar una última y prolongada provocación de su cuerpo desnudo, con los dedos aún jugando sobre su coño mojado mientras sonríe. ¡Tan seductora y un cuerpo que chisporrotea!

La Ama Mercy entra con paso firme en la mazmorra y encuentra a ambos esclavos listos, uno estirado desnudo sobre la parte superior acolchada de rojo de la jaula y el otro encerrado dentro de los barrotes de abajo. Salta sobre la plataforma, coloca su trasero directamente sobre la cara del esclavo superior y comienza a frotarse lentamente de arriba a abajo, presionando todo su peso sobre él mientras la tela de mezclilla de su falda raspa su boca y nariz. El esclavo enjaulado mira hacia arriba con pura envidia mientras ella coloca una pierna larga sobre los barrotes y le ordena lamer y besar su pesada bota negra, dejándole probar la única recompensa que está dispuesta a compartir mientras su rival recibe el verdadero premio.

Ella se sube la falda más arriba para que sus suaves y desnudas nalgas caigan sobre la cara del esclavo, sofocándolo por completo mientras exige su lengua profundamente en su culo. Él lucha por aire bajo el calor carnoso de su trasero mientras ella lo cabalga con más fuerza, riéndose de lo desagradecido que es después de que ella se dejó sin lavar para él. Cuando finalmente se levanta lo suficiente para dejarlo jadear, se convierte en una postura invertida a horcajadas que da una vista perfecta de su bonito agujero rosado y sus gruesas nalgas tatuadas deslizándose y extendiéndose sobre sus rasgos, luego estira ambas piernas hacia adelante para que todo el peso de su cuerpo lo aplaste. El esclavo enjaulado observa cada segundo del privilegio que se le niega, aún adorando obedientemente la suela de su bota, ambos esclavos compitiendo más fuerte por la próxima oportunidad con su trasero.

You've become so curious about the scent of my pussy. I can't blame you – with how pretty my pussy is, of course you'd love to sniff the aroma and maybe taste my dripping juices. However, the closest you can get is picking out my hottest pair of worn panties. Good thing I have so many to choose from – g-string thongs, full-back bikini, and lacey panties. So many for you to choose, obsess over, and sniff. I deny you my pussy while teasing you, trying on every style of panties you'd love to see me in. I'd only allow you to ever taste my sweet pussy juices from my worn, used panties. That makes you still pretty lucky though, right?

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