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

Ma essendo uno che spinge sempre le cose un po' più in là, sono felice di vedere quanto è grande il buco della mia domestica di gomma. Perché usare un cazzo quando posso infilare un intero pugno dentro e tenerla come il mio burattino da calzino in lattice?

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.

Sto incatenando il mio gimp alla poltrona odontoiatrica. Prima, un bustino stretto per immobilizzare il suo tronco e un cappuccio di deprivazione sensoriale aderente per privarlo dei sensi. Gli stuzzico il cazzo e gli infilo un plug anale nel culo, poi lo faccio sedere sulla sedia. Le sue mani vengono chiuse in guanti che si attaccano ai lati della testa, e gli infilo degli stivaletti da ballerina alti fino al ginocchio per mantenere le dita dei piedi puntate e arcuate. Infine, lo incateno alla sedia, con il corpo dolorante in una posizione rigida e legata, pronto perché io lo tormenti ulteriormente.

Con il mio schiavo gimpy tutto legato alla sedia, è ora di metterlo alla prova con un po’ di sofferenza femdom. Prendo la mia frusta da equitazione e gli sculaccio l’interno coscia – un assaggio di ciò che verrà. Mi piace instillargli un po’ di paura, ricordandogli chi comanda e chi è impotente nella schiavitù. Sempre pronta a tenerlo sulle spine, gli stuzzico e porto sull’orlo dell’orgasmo il suo cazzo duro, mostrando che posso essere anche gentile... prima di schiaffeggiargli giù il cazzo con la frusta. È un piccolo gioco di piacere e dolore, il tira e molla tra provocazione e tormento. Quanto può sopportare per me?

Dopo quella provocazione CBT, ho voglia di rovinare ancora di più le predilezioni sessuali del gimpy. Comincio a masturbarlo, accarezzandolo con le mani per vedere quanto posso farlo eccitare. Lo voglio durissimo per quello che sto per dirgli. Più è duro, più è facile controllarlo, umiliarlo e negargli il piacere. Gli sputo su tutto il cazzo, portandolo sempre più vicino al limite... solo per dirgli che mi sto preparando per un appuntamento bollente con il mio bull amante stanotte...

Certo, dopo aver stuzzicato il mio schiavo gimpy, avergli fatto la sega della sua vita mentre era legato e poi avergli sganciato la bomba che sto per farmi scopare da un uomo migliore di lui, è tempo di condizionare davvero la sua umiliazione con l’eccitazione. Voglio che sappia che la sua identità sessuale non è quella di un uomo – ma di un cornuto. Il mio cornuto. L’ho trasformato in questo cornuto, ho addestrato il suo cazzo a diventare duro per questo, e continuerò a mettere in atto la sua umiliazione sessuale perché mi diverte. Gli aggancio una macchina mungitrice Venus 2000 al cazzo, lasciandola succhiare via finché non viene. E poi gliela lascio addosso, un tormento post-orgasmo per ricordargli che non si tratta del suo piacere. Io vado al mio appuntamento, e getto un lenzuolo su di lui per nascondere la sua presenza indecorosa. Dopotutto non è un essere umano, è solo una puttana.

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 è il modo perfetto per incentivare uno schiavo che sta lottando mentre gli vengono frustati i testicoli, ovviamente. Mi siedo sulla faccia del nostro schiavo mentre Athena Fatale gli frusta i testicoli. È così bello sentirlo contorcersi dal dolore sotto di me. E per finire in bellezza -- come pagamento finale per avergli persino concesso il piacere dei nostri culi sul suo viso, iniziamo entrambe a frustarlo simultaneamente fino a quando non ne può più.

Pochi cose sono più eccitanti di un legame a saldella. La tua totale impotenza mentre tutti i tuoi arti sono vincolati al tuo corpo (e forse anche altrove), il mio eccitamento cresce mentre tolgo la libertà al tuo corpo un pezzo alla volta. Prima, un cappuccio e una benda per privarti della vista. Poi stringo un cinturone di bondage, stivali, polsini per le cosce, un'imbracatura toracica e legami per le braccia al tuo corpo. Infine, unisco il tutto in un classico legame a saldella, ogni scatto rende più salda la mia presa sul tuo corpo. Ma il tocco finale? Comincio a sollevare il tutto sempre più in alto, tirando la tua schiena in un'arcuata precaria. Sei fottuto.

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.