Locked, bound and helpless. This slave can't move and can only focus on the intensive sensations in his cock. He is unable to do anything but submit as his orgasm is milked from his cock in a delightfully cruel and creative way. His holes stretched and fucked by an electric sound. Sending current down his shaft and overwhelming him completely. he is under no illusion of who is in charge. We relish the level of domination and command an orgasm from his shuddering body.

L'esclave Mila rend visite à Miss Anna dans son donjon privé, où elle a l'honneur d'être placée dans le collier et les menottes dorés spéciaux de Miss Anna. Les bras attachés bien au-dessus de sa tête au cadre de bondage dans la chambre de Miss Anna, Mila se tient complètement exposée, son dos présenté pour ce qui va suivre.

Une flagellation du dos est l'une des formes de jeu d'impact les plus douloureuses qu'une soumise puisse endurer, et Miss Anna le sait. C'est exactement pour cela qu'elle l'a choisie. C'est un véritable test de la dévotion de Mila, et Mila est déterminée à prouver qu'elle est digne de sa place aux pieds de Miss Anna.

Miss Anna échauffe le dos nu de Mila avec des coups lents et délibérés, le fouet s'enroulant autour de sa peau délicate. Sur son dos, puis plus tard avec des enroulements délibérés autour de ses jambes. Mila halète, gémit et tremble, mais elle ne demande jamais d'arrêter. Son corps peut trembler, mais sa soumission ne fait que s'approfondir à chaque coup. Miss Anna inspecte son travail entre les séries, passant ses mains sur les marques qui se soulèvent, rappelant à Mila que chaque zébrure est un insigne de son obéissance.

Mila réussira-t-elle le test de Miss Anna et gagnera-t-elle ses éloges en tant que bonne fille ? Il n'y a qu'une seule façon de le savoir.

I do enjoy sharing with My subs; for example, I share My passion for My footwear, I share the perfection of My feet and I share the effects of the natural authority that I hold over slaves. My slave G kneels before Me; his head is bowed over My feet and the gorgeous high heels that command his obedience. My slave G is quite absorbed as I put My scheme for today’s training fun into operation.

“Take a look!” I order and slave G sighs with pleasure as he worships My feet, the perfect pedicure – beautifully red toenails, and the tray of golden piss in front of him. As the thought of My feet and My piss has slave G shivering already, I push his head downwards towards My left foot. I run My foot under the sub’s nose, leaving him shaking with worshipful desire. My collared sub begs to worship, wanting it “more than anything!” Truly, this sub is appropriately obsessed with beauty, style and obedience to Me!

“It you want to taste, you will have to earn it!” I remind My boy. I grip the back of his neck and double-down, having My slave recall what a privilege it is to worship My feet and taste My golden. My sub is ready and willing, offering “Anything You want me to do, Miss Anna” in order to be granted permission to worship, to taste and to serve Me fully.

I have slave G kneel up: “Come here. Show Me your excitement!” I feel his stiffness, his excited cock talking volumes, proving this sub’s needs are very real indeed. My boy moans and burbles as he gazes at My toes, all the while I tease his cock ever harder. My boy descends beyond easy desperation into full surrender to Me and I watch his face redden with intense weakness. My boy moans “Incredibly desperate, Miss Anna!” and his moaning gets louder and higher pitched.

I take slave G closer to the edge, teasing him over his favourite things. The predicament now has My boy wet, controlled and eager to continue. I feel slave G dripping over My fingers as I edge him ”Oh, Miss Anna! Oh, Miss Anna!!” and then I release his cock “No cumming!” My boy looks down, checking his cock for telltale, guilty emissions; for now, he has held his load. “I want another two edges” I demand as I reinstate My grip on his bouncing cock. A few flicks from My wrist and, in a matter of moments, I take the stimulating joy away once more. My boy is beside himself with excited lust, his cock is so sensitive I know that his pleasure is also pain – a lovely predicament.

Once again I settle My fingers around the slave’s stiffy, his focus controlled and dictated exclusively by Me. The loudly moaning slave builds and shouts “Miss Anna, i’m on the edge!” whereupon I destroy his momentum and leave him waiting once more. Now I have slave G choose, between an orgasm, or drinking my warm golden liquid. As My viewers expect, I am generous – I give slave G three seconds to make up his mind.

My boy chooses an orgasm, I am shocked – surely he should be drinking My pee already! “How dare you choose your orgasm!” I chide slave H as I look into his eyes and rub his little cock towards his chosen prize. “I’m going to cum, Miss Anna!” shouts My boy and I release him, ruining his fun as his cock erupts, bobbing up and down while depositing his load onto the tray. I laugh at My slave “That will teach you!” as My sub admits the experience was painful and that he made a mistake in his choice.

“You will pay dearly!” I confirm as I apply some post-orgasm torment, over stimulating slave G’s frustrated, sensitive cock. My boy grits his teeth and begs Me for mercy. No slave will put themself before Me! I have ensured that this sub has neither enjoyed My piss or his orgasm. I have him bury his head in the tray of cum and warm liquid with My shoe on his neck. Let’s hope that slave G makes the right decision next time!

I call My pain slave S into My presence from his cell and I have him stand, naked, whilst I inspect his body. I am pleased with My punishing play from earlier in the day “...your backside is nicely punished!” Now I am ready to whip the slave’s back “...this delicious flesh...” and My sub is more than willing for Me to continue his well-deserved punishments. I run My red nails over the slave’s back; since I am wearing My beautiful high-heeled boots, all of the slave’s body is well within the reach of My sharp nails.

My slave thanks Me just as I warn him that I will not warm him up. I do however scratch his skin, ensuring that the slave feels Me gouging into his skin “...carving My nails into your back...!” I intend to be harsh and unrelenting today, and therefore I fetch My whip and begin to enjoy fulfilling My promises. I begin with a few harsh strikes to the slave’s back, building rapidly whilst the slave moans and gasps with every single impact.

Lash after lash causing My slave to suffer, this is the life! “Take them, thank Me!” I order and My slave does, thanking Me multiple times. I enjoy such appreciation, since My harder, more frequent lashes are now raining down on the thankful sub who remembers his place amidst his suffering - I have trained this slave well. My boy tenses as I cover his entire back and his ass begins to feel the lash uncomfortably close once more.

I inspect My slave and his skin is reddening, where My attentions have smacked hard into his body. Whatever shade My boy reaches will look suitably brutalised against My tight black body suit. I swap whips and introduce a harsher instrument with which to torment My boy. The strikes hurt My boy and, as he cries out, he loses his poise. I impose My will instantly “Head forwards! Breathe...” keeping My slave disciplined and available for My pleasure.

I continue, leading My slave into deeper, more painful waters. I use both whips, lashing simultaneously and then selecting them individually. Then I add harder strikes that test My sub’s endurance and leave him marked. My slave’s suffering has brought Me pleasure through the pain that he has taken. I send him back to his cell until I am ready to repeat and increase the application of My lashes.

Slave Mila visits Miss Anna in her home dungeon, where she is honored to be placed in Miss Anna's special gold collar and cuffs. With her arms bound high above her head to the bondage frame in Miss Anna's bedroom, Mila stands completely exposed, her back presented for what is to come.

A back whipping is one of the most painful forms of impact play a submissive can endure, and Miss Anna knows it. That is exactly why she has chosen it. This is a true test of Mila's devotion, and Mila is determined to prove she is worthy of her place at Miss Anna's feet.

Miss Anna warms up Mila's bare back with slow, deliberate strikes, the whip wrapping around her delicate skin. Mila gasps, whimpers and trembles, but she never asks to stop. Her body may shake, but her submission only deepens with every stroke. Miss Anna inspects her work between sets, running her hands over the rising marks, reminding Mila that every welt is a badge of her obedience.

Will Mila pass Miss Anna's test and earn her praise as a good girl? There is only one way to find out.

Slave Mila returns to my presence with a single, clear purpose: to admire my crisp white leather Louboutin heels. I want to feel her lips press firmly against the leather, watch her tongue taste every surface, and see her move slowly around each shoe, adoring them completely.

Kneeling in matching white lingerie, she makes a striking picture. Her tanned skin glows against the pale leather, while the signature red soles provide a sharp, elegant contrast.

As she begins placing soft, devoted kisses along the leather, her submission is unmistakable. The quiet intensity of her worship brings me deep satisfaction. In this moment she is entirely focused, entirely mine.

I want the shoes thoroughly wet. There is another reason for her presence today, and the wetter the leather becomes, the more intense the experience will be for her. I instruct her to take long, deliberate licks, to worship properly, to tease herself with the privilege of this rare opportunity.

Once I am satisfied with the depth of her devotion, I lay her on her back and secure her wrists tightly with black leather restraints. Her pussy is now fully exposed. I take the damp red sole of my shoe and press it firmly against her clit.

I work the sole against her through the thin lace of her panties, watching her reactions closely, steadily building her arousal. When I finally pull the fabric aside, her bare pink pussy is already wet and waiting.

Now I am free to drag the sole slowly over her clit and between her lips. Her body trembles beneath the very shoes she has just worshipped so carefully. The contrast between the earlier reverence and this intimate use of them is exquisite.

I continue the relentless teasing without pause, listening to the soft, wet sounds of her arousal as the desperation grows. She is close, aching for release — yet she will not receive it. No one, not even this devoted slave, is permitted to cum on these shoes.

Miss Anna and Myself adore slutty spitroasts and today We are tormenting flash's holes. Wearing plush purple satin lingerie and big giant black strap ons, We waste no time stretching him out. Miss Anna uses his mouth, I push his head down the cock as I enter him from the rear. We fuck him furiously, My thrusts opening his throat onto Miss Annas huge cock whilst he gags. I fuck him flat out before flipping him over and spreading him open for Miss Anna to enjoy. he is tossed around like a sex toy and pegged in countless positions.

Some slaves do not enjoy using their pathetic cocks in any conventional way. They much prefer to be used as a pussy — a tiny, useless pussy fit for nothing more than a metal rod. Strapped into the gyno chair, completely unable to move, legs spread wide and locked in place, his useless cock lies at our mercy. We make full use of this slave.

Dressed in black nylon and PVC, we waste no time. I take his cock in hand and begin slowly teasing him, humiliating the small, stiff shaft while watching him grow more and more excited. Miss Tainted starts applying lube generously over the head. I can feel him pulsing in my grip, trembling with eager anticipation. Once he is thoroughly wet, we take the first sounding rod. Like a little slut, his cock accepts it straight away. With each long, deliberate stroke of the rod, he is pleasured from the inside exactly like a real pussy.

He cannot help but watch as his cock is tormented. Like the slut he is, I prepare the next, thicker rod. As I do, the slave is given the privilege of licking his own juices from the first one.

His cock is rock hard now, ready and eager to take the next sounding rod. It slides deeper and deeper inside him, yet I can tell he can take more. Miss Tainted lubricates an even larger rod, continuing to train his tiny pussy to open wider. While she works, she takes the opportunity to press a finger against the stretched opening and, with some resistance, pushes it inside his slutty cock-pussy.

The sight makes me a little jealous. I take my turn, sliding my own finger into that tight, used hole and fucking it slowly continuing to stretch him from within.

What a good slave, taking so much.

Today I have two slaves in my presence. Slave T, totally devoted to me yet craves cock and Slave M, who is so willing to share his.

Wearing snake pattern lingerie, black nylon stockings and my pink strap on, I want slave T to suck all the cocks I have prepared for him and he seems so eager and ready. I lube his mouth my spit and waste no time instructing his slutty lips around my pink strap-on. Such a dirty little strap-on whore. But it isn’t a strap on that he really wants and with some reluctance he admits to wanting a real hard cock that throbs as it gets harder in his mouth the more he sucks it.

Turning around, he gets to see Slave M waiting and I as I start his tease his cock in front on Slave T, I want his mouth and wet and ready to suck it. I want to him to take every inch of that cock, turning him into a little bi slut, able to take cock and load after load without gagging.

Sure enough it doesn’t make much convincing before his lips are around him, slowly teasing him, sucking the head of that hard cock, taking him deeper into his slutty mouth. Teasing him, licking him, the saliva dripping from his lips. It never ceases to amaze me the desperation men have for another cock. I think you are all just sluts, willing give and take pleasure from whom ever is willing.

But I want to take this session further, I want Slave T spit roasted. I want both his slutty holes filled and as he continues to wrap his lips around that hard, wet cock. I glove my hand and with some lube start to open his arse. Sliding one then two fingers inside him, finger fucking the slutty hole building more desperation.

And so, once he is ready, I get him on his back, his legs up spread wide and ready for me to slide my strap on inside, his moans are glorious. Such a slut for cock.

But let’s not forget Slave M who wastes no time, filling his mouth, not only with cock, but balls also. This desperate cock hungry slave being filled, desperately wanking his own useless pussy free cock. Wanting that sweet release form that orgasm, which ultimately is denied. He is here today to take cock, that is his purpose, not to cum.

Apportée et forcée à genoux, ma salope Héloïse se retrouve dans sa situation préférée. Trois bites devant elle, elle commence avidement à sucer Miss Annas ; son impudeur n'a aucune honte tandis qu'elle reluque la queue de Kane, nous savons tous qu'elle meurt d'envie de sentir sa chair chaude remplir son trou. Elle s'occupe des trois d'entre nous, veillant à ce que nous restions constamment en érection. Un buffet de pipes alors qu'elle travaille chacun de nous pendant que nous sommes allongés là à l'observer. Tellement excités que nous voulons lui étirer la bouche en lui fourrant les trois bites dedans en même temps. Je suis en train de façonner la reine des salopes, celle qui ne rêve que de queues et avale du sperme chaque minute de sa journée !

Three candidates find themselves in My clinic. Seated and locked in chastity. The clinic is run to extract cum samples from the male patients. Who put themselves forward for the studies we enact. Desperate to find a use for the male species we have found our investors rather obsessed with spunk. The growing need to test it and the response of the male body when it is extracted. Nurse Anna Elie and Miss Envy are ready to begin the study.

Our experiments have included dehumanising and distraction But this particular study requires the cocks locked. Teased and to engage with each candidate. Using individual kinks against them. To excite and provoke high levels of arousal. From worn panties draped over faces, armpit worship, bare pussy facesitting and spitting in open mouths. Each of them is teased and excited in varying ways.

Will the alluring presence of the latex clad nurses be enough to extract a good load from the men? or will the Chasity devices prove to be too efficient and keep the semen in their balls. Edged desperate and with a deep yearning for release? Nimble fingers and seductive behaviour will have them in a state.

Usually we disregard the patient focussing purely on the physical, having found little use for the male brain before hand. However this time the psychological torment is dialled up and utilised in new and vicious ways.

One of the PVC and boot-loving slaves is knelt before Lady Dark Angel and her guest Miss Anna Elite with the ladies very well aware of the man’s longing to worship both their outfits and thigh high boots. He is permitted to worship their boots first, approaching the task with great enthusiasm, slavishly kissing leather boots

Being very aware of this slave’s weaknesses, the ladies plan to tease him relentlessly, perhaps even making him believe the ladies would touch his cock with their shiny boots or gloved hands. The slave is ordered to sit on the bench between the ladies as they begin to tease him relentlessly, Miss Anna using her gloved hand working away at the slave’s cock while Lady Dark Angel teases the slave’s balls with the point of her boot

The ladies tease and drive him wild, making him beg for release as the man’s pleas are met by the cruel laughter of Lady Dark Angel and the urgent tormenting of Miss Anna Elite. Time and again the man is under huge pressure to cum but orders are called out to him by Lady Dark Angel. After the ceaseless torment, will the slave finally be permitted his hard-earned release?