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.

Portata dentro e messa in ginocchio, la mia troia Heloise si trova nella sua situazione preferita. Tre cazzi davanti a sé, comincia avidamente a divorare quello di Miss Anna; non ha alcuna vergogna per la sua depravazione mentre tiene d'occhio il cazzo di Kane, sappiamo tutti che muore dalla voglia di sentirsi riempire con quella carne calda. Ci soddisfa tutti e tre, assicurandosi che restiamo costantemente duri. Un buffet di pompini mentre lavora su ognuno di noi che giacciamo lì ad osservarla. Siamo così eccitati da volerle allargare la bocca infilandole contemporaneamente tutti e tre i cazzi in gola. La sto plasmando perché diventi la più puttana tra tutte le puttane, una che sogna cazzi ed emette sperma ogni singolo minuto della giornata!

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?

It's always so much fun to make Our submissive men play cruel games for Our amusement, and what a great game We have in store!

As Miss Anna Elite says, We always choose what is in store for Our gimps, but today We are going to leave it up to fate in the form of a coin toss!

One slave will get pleasure, one will get pain, but We administer both!

Slave B subjected to heavy hand spanks from Me and a stingy whipping from Miss Anna, while Slave G gets pegged by Us both accompanied by the sound of said stingy whip and Slave B's cries!

At least 3 of us had a good time!

Dressed in black, from My high-heeled, over-knee boots to My darkly comfortable PVC I command My prisoner, slave A, to approach. The words from My red lips are a demanding directive that no sub can ignore. My boy willingly positions himself over My bench “We both know that your fate is sealed” I confirm!

My naked slave A; his roseate buttocks and legs ready to open wide for Me! What a submissive sight, as he should be. My imperious gaze inspects and analyses the slave, then I pay particular attention to the sub’s ass. I slap My boy’s cheeks, building him up to the point where I will “thoroughly punish” his hole. My slave A confirms that he is ready and he begs for it “Yes, please, Miss Anna!” For once a sub’s words exactly match his body; this sub’s hole is ready and willingly to be taken and destroyed.

I am pleased that My preparation of slave A has brought him to this point and now I cannot wait to get My point across fully, deeply, expansively and memorably for all concerned. Time for “My strap-on aggression” and I select a beautiful, long red cock with which to fill My harness. I show My boy what he will be dealing with “...want it so much, Miss Anna!” I have My boy hold his ass open, showing himself to all viewers and I warm his hole up with My fingers.

I slip deep into the sub, filling slave A, sinking in firmly as he moans. My boy begins to hold onto the bench for dear life as I climb into him and assert My dominating, overwhelming role in his life. The view from behind shows My cock punching into the sub’s ass and it allows an embarrassing comparison for My slave’s little willy, dangling uselessly between his legs. My gorgeous ass powers into the sub, as the slave’s own ass is split open. My slave whimpers as I thrust rhythmically, owning the hole as I hold slave A’s head down, pushing it into the bench.

My boy’s greedy hole swallows My strap-on right up. I allow no choice, having My slave accept his place as I change position at My whim. I enjoy taking this hole, My boy feels good as I press in deep. I hear that slutty hole slurping against My strap-on, what a wet little slut I am shafting! I climb on My boy, plunging the cock into him from all angles and then I kneel on the bench, right above My boy, pumping him full and completing the humiliating process. I accept My boy’s submission, relentlessly pummelling him. I use My boy’s legs to provide purchase to screw him ever more deeply “This is wonderful, Miss Anna!”

The pounding is everything that slave A deserved. The slave’s submission and whimpered thanks are My due. I own My slave A internally and externally; his body and mind are imprisoned by Me, and his lifelong prison sentence will be served in full, without hope of parole!

I recline upon My regal bed, with a lucky and, utterly desperate, slave K beside Me. I have seduced My boy’s cock and mind with My beauty and power, My lingerie, My high-heeled boots and My intent. This sub is fully open, vulnerable to Me and gagging for whatever I bring and which spicy little games that I choose to play.

I have been tormenting slave K all day and, once more, I handle his cock – fattening it up, exciting him. I have edged him, denied all release and filled his balls until they have swollen generously. My boy’s face is red from the exertion of being used in this way. I sit over him, looking down as I manipulate his erect cock and wreck his self-control.

I assert My orders; there will be no cumming without permission. My boy will absorb My attentions, even as he amuses Me. My firm grip builds the next tease up and My slave sighs with unrequited need. I waste no time, swinging My legs over his, climbing aboard and looking down upon him. I feel slave K’s cock stiffen still further, and it bobs up against My panties. What a greedy slave K, his male desperation found wanting by My patient, measured control.

I keep My panties positioned over slave K’s cock, having his head feel the material without “...the satisfaction of being inside of them.” My boy’s breathing is deep now, his cock at full stiffness. But I am not done, I swing over and place My ass, in those tight, warm panties over My slave’s face. I look into the camera innocently, as I demand that My boy savours the sweet aromas circling his face. I see his cock twitching excitedly, desperate to plunge into My cleavage. Instead, I grip the pulsing member in My gloved hands and stroke him further into denied pleasure.

My boy’s deep breaths, his fat cock ready to explode. I read slave K like a book, dictating his responses and then letting go off his teased cock, denying release. Within seconds I am taking him closer, stroking his soaked cock towards the edge. Now My boy groans and his moans please Me; I find many rewards in working My subs over and slave K does not disappoint Me. How much more will he take? I fondle, caress and squeeze his hard inches. My boy tenses, admitting that he cannot take much more. My smile grows as I edge him, owning the process as well as the frustrated cock.

Once again I tease, only to deny. I increase the torment, sitting back onto My slave’s face-seat. Evey part of My body seems to be a torment for the weakened male beneath Me. My ass now controls the slave’s responses, whether the cadence of his breath or the stiffness of his cock. I have so much time and yet My boy may only think in sexual milliseconds. The smothering of My boy, generously having him sniff My panties, sends slave K’s flagpole rising high. I know he wishes to fly the white flag of surrender, but I am not ready for feeble male gestures.

“No choice in breathing!” I continue My denial training. Denied of air, denied of pleasure – My slave is given My control and trained further in what that means for him. My needs and My fun are paramount, even as he gulps air down feverishly whilst remaining hard for Me. Now I take him closer to the edge of spunking as he groans loudly, underneath My dominant ass and sensual lingerie. Denial of pleasure is what this boy deserves, I decide to ruin him.

I rub his stiffness intermittently, until with a shout My boy’s spunk eases out onto his stomach. A ruin if ever I saw one, as I watch and laugh “ruined, dripping, released” I milk every bit out. With accustomed discipline I have My boy open wide and feed his cum straight back inside him, having him savour the tasty treat. My boy thanks Me and I promise to build his frustration once again!