Empress Tigerlilly enters the room with the unhurried confidence of a woman who knows her power. Her skin glows with the sheen of a grueling workout, her shorts clinging to her sweat slicked thighs, the fabric damp and transparent in places. The slave lies bound on the bed, spreader bars holding his legs apart, wrists secured above his head, a blindfold rendering him helpless. He tenses as he hears her approach, but she offers no comfort, no explanation. The riding crop in her hand traces lazy patterns along his chest, his stomach, his thighs, each touch a silent promise of what is to come. "That workout was brutal," She murmurs, her voice rich with satisfaction. "I’m drenched, my shorts are soaked through, and I didn’t even bother with panties. My pits are swimming in sweat, my pussy is dripping, and you’re going to learn exactly what it means to be mine." Without warning, she presses a thick penis gag between his lips, fastening it securely. "Now you can’t speak. You can’t do anything but breathe in what I allow." His muffled sounds of protest only amuse her. She removes one of her dirty pink sneakers, the fabric dark with sweat, the soles worn and grimy. Holding it over his nose, she pushes down, ensuring he has no choice but to fill his lungs with the sharp, musky scent of her feet. "Inhale my sweat, pig. This is the first lesson in devotion." His nostrils flare as the odor invades his senses, thick and overwhelming. "What are you smelling?" she asks, her tone sharp. He mumbles an incorrect guess through the gag, and her hand cracks across his face, once, twice, the sound echoing in the room. "Wrong answer. Try again." Next, she retrieves a pair of panties from her bag, the crotch stained and stiff with her discharge. She presses them over his nose, her fingers digging into his skin. "Deep breaths. I want you to remember this scent for the rest of your life." He chokes on the musk, his body trembling as she holds him there, her grip unyielding. "Tell me what you’re smelling now," she orders. He manages to gasp out the correct answer, and she rewards him with another slap, simply because she can. "Good. But I don’t need a reason to punish you." She doesn’t stop. A sock, thick with the grime of her feet, is shoved against his face next. "This is your reality now. My scent is your air, my filth is your sustenance." She switches to another pair of panties, these even more soiled, and holds them over his mouth. "Breathe it in. Let my pheromones sink into that empty skull of yours. I want you obsessed with me." His body jerks as the odor fills his lungs, his mind fogging with the intensity of her dominance. Then she straddles his face, her camel toe hovering just above his nose. "Now you get to smell where you’ll never be allowed to touch." She lowers herself, her pussy pressing against his face, her thighs clamping around his head. "What is it?" she demands. He whimpers the truth, and she smirks. "That’s right. And you’re going to stay right there, inhaling every part of me until I decide you’ve had enough." She grinds down, her weight pinning him, her scent enveloping him. She lifts just enough to let him snatch a desperate breath before pressing back down, again and again, her laughter filling the room. "You’re mine now. Every breath you take belongs to me." When she finally rises, she leaves him gagged, blindfolded, and drenched in her essence. "Get comfortable with that gag, slave. Next time, it won’t be plastic," she says, her voice dripping with disdain as she walks away.

Empress Tigerlilly enters the room with the unhurried confidence of a woman who knows her power. Her skin glows with the sheen of a grueling workout, her shorts clinging to her sweat slicked thighs, the fabric damp and transparent in places. The slave lies bound on the bed, spreader bars holding his legs apart, wrists secured above his head, a blindfold rendering him helpless. He tenses as he hears her approach, but she offers no comfort, no explanation. The riding crop in her hand traces lazy patterns along his chest, his stomach, his thighs, each touch a silent promise of what is to come.

"That workout was brutal," She murmurs, her voice rich with satisfaction. "I’m drenched, my shorts are soaked through, and I didn’t even bother with panties. My pits are swimming in sweat, my pussy is dripping, and you’re going to learn exactly what it means to be mine." Without warning, she presses a thick penis gag between his lips, fastening it securely. "Now you can’t speak. You can’t do anything but breathe in what I allow." His muffled sounds of protest only amuse her.

She removes one of her dirty pink sneakers, the fabric dark with sweat, the soles worn and grimy. Holding it over his nose, she pushes down, ensuring he has no choice but to fill his lungs with the sharp, musky scent of her feet. "Inhale my sweat, pig. This is the first lesson in devotion." His nostrils flare as the odor invades his senses, thick and overwhelming. "What are you smelling?" she asks, her tone sharp. He mumbles an incorrect guess through the gag, and her hand cracks across his face, once, twice, the sound echoing in the room. "Wrong answer. Try again."

Next, she retrieves a pair of panties from her bag, the crotch stained and stiff with her discharge. She presses them over his nose, her fingers digging into his skin. "Deep breaths. I want you to remember this scent for the rest of your life." He chokes on the musk, his body trembling as she holds him there, her grip unyielding. "Tell me what you’re smelling now," she orders. He manages to gasp out the correct answer, and she rewards him with another slap, simply because she can. "Good. But I don’t need a reason to punish you."

She doesn’t stop. A sock, thick with the grime of her feet, is shoved against his face next. "This is your reality now. My scent is your air, my filth is your sustenance." She switches to another pair of panties, these even more soiled, and holds them over his mouth. "Breathe it in. Let my pheromones sink into that empty skull of yours. I want you obsessed with me." His body jerks as the odor fills his lungs, his mind fogging with the intensity of her dominance.

Then she straddles his face, her camel toe hovering just above his nose. "Now you get to smell where you’ll never be allowed to touch." She lowers herself, her pussy pressing against his face, her thighs clamping around his head. "What is it?" she demands. He whimpers the truth, and she smirks. "That’s right. And you’re going to stay right there, inhaling every part of me until I decide you’ve had enough." She grinds down, her weight pinning him, her scent enveloping him. She lifts just enough to let him snatch a desperate breath before pressing back down, again and again, her laughter filling the room. "You’re mine now. Every breath you take belongs to me."

When she finally rises, she leaves him gagged, blindfolded, and drenched in her essence. "Get comfortable with that gag, slave. Next time, it won’t be plastic," she says, her voice dripping with disdain as she walks away.

The gym falls silent as Ziva Fey steps into the ring, her Hello Kitty yoga outfit clinging to her athletic frame, a smirk playing on her lips. Across from her, the arrogant asshole in his wife beater cracks his knuckles, his smirk dripping with condescension. "Women aren’t better than men at anything," he sneers, his voice echoing through the packed gym. The crowd boos, but Ziva doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t waste words. She lunges. Her legs wrap around his head in a head scissors, squeezing tight. He laughs, unfazed, and lifts her like she’s weightless, carrying her around the ring as the crowd jeers. "Pathetic," he grunts, but Ziva’s eyes are cold, calculating. She twists mid-air, shifting her grip to a body scissors around his torso. She locks her ankles and yanks backward, using her momentum to destabilize him. He stumbles, but his ego won’t let him fall. "You’re gonna have to do better than that, princess," he taunts. Ziva doesn’t answer with words. She releases and drops, rolling behind him like a shadow. Before he can react, she clamps her legs around his waist in a rear body scissors and hip thrusts, sending him crashing to the mat. The impact shakes the ring, the crowd roaring as he hits the ground hard, Ziva still clinging to his back like a predator. She rides him down, her thighs like a vise, her breath hot against his ear. "Your mouth writes checks your body can’t cash," she purrs, her voice dripping with amusement. He tries to push up, but she slides forward, straddling his chest in a seated mount. Her knees press into his biceps, pinning his arms as she leans down, her face inches from his. "Not so strong now, are you?" she whispers. He thrashes, but she’s immovable, her weight crushing his will. She shifts, scooting up until she’s hovering over his face. "You talk too much," she says, and then drops her full weight onto his head in a face sit. His muffled protests are smothered by her thighs, his arms flailing uselessly. She grabs his wrists, yanking his arms above his head. "Stay still," she commands, grinding her hips into his skull, "or I’ll sit harder." He bucks, but it’s futile. She stands, dragging him up by his hair, only to spin behind him and lock in a rear naked choke. Her arm tightens around his neck, her biceps flexing as she cuts off his air. His face turns red, veins bulging, but she releases just before he taps, laughing as he gasps for breath. "Too easy," she mocks, shoving him forward. He barely catches himself before she pulls him into a front headlock, yanking his head down while she leans back, setting him up for another fall. He topples, and she drops into a guillotine choke, her thighs squeezing his torso as she pulls his head into her armpit. "Tap, or I’ll put you to bed," she growls. He struggles, but the pressure is relentless. At the last second, he taps frantically. She releases, smirking. "Good boy." But she’s not done. Ziva flips him onto his back and drops into a seated armbar, hyperextending his elbow between her legs. He screams as she pulls back on his wrist, his face contorted in agony. "You like that?" she coos, leaning in, her lips brushing his ear. "You love it." She releases, only to slap him across the face, the crack echoing through the gym. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and jeers. She mounts him again, sitting on his chest, and slaps him twice more, each strike a punctuation mark on his humiliation. "Say it," she commands, her voice icy. "Say women are better." His pride is shattered, his breath ragged. "Women... are better..." he gasps, the words tasting like ash in his mouth. Ziva stands and drags him up, only to shove him back down. She straddles his face, grinding her hips into his skull in a kneeling face sit. "Lick the mat, worm," she orders, her voice leaving no room for argument. He has no choice—his face is mashed into the canvas, his dignity stripped away. The crowd chants her name, their voices a symphony of triumph. For the finale, she flips him onto his stomach and sits on his lower back, pulling his head back by the mask in a reverse mount. His neck is exposed, vulnerable. "You’re mine now," she whispers, yanking his head up, her breath hot against his skin. "Next time, you’ll wear a dress and call me Mistress." She stands, leaving him broken on the mat, his body collapsed, his spirit crushed. The gym explodes in applause, the sound of her victory echoing through the air. Ziva Fey doesn’t just win—she dominates, she humiliates, she owns. And as she walks away, the arrogant asshole is left with nothing but the taste of defeat and the knowledge that he was outmatched in every way. The lesson is clear: never underestimate a woman.

The gym falls silent as Ziva Fey steps into the ring, her Hello Kitty yoga outfit clinging to her athletic frame, a smirk playing on her lips. Across from her, the arrogant asshole in his wife beater cracks his knuckles, his smirk dripping with condescension. "Women aren’t better than men at anything," he sneers, his voice echoing through the packed gym. The crowd boos, but Ziva doesn’t flinch. She doesn’t waste words.

She lunges .

Her legs wrap around his head in a head scissors , squeezing tight. He laughs, unfazed, and lifts her like she’s weightless , carrying her around the ring as the crowd jeers. "Pathetic," he grunts, but Ziva’s eyes are cold, calculating. She twists mid-air , shifting her grip to a body scissors around his torso. She locks her ankles and yanks backward , using her momentum to destabilize him. He stumbles, but his ego won’t let him fall. "You’re gonna have to do better than that, princess," he taunts.

Ziva doesn’t answer with words.

She releases and drops , rolling behind him like a shadow. Before he can react, she clamps her legs around his waist in a rear body scissors and hip thrusts , sending him crashing to the mat. The impact shakes the ring, the crowd roaring as he hits the ground hard, Ziva still clinging to his back like a predator. She rides him down , her thighs like a vise, her breath hot against his ear. "Your mouth writes checks your body can’t cash," she purrs, her voice dripping with amusement.

He tries to push up, but she slides forward , straddling his chest in a seated mount . Her knees press into his biceps, pinning his arms as she leans down, her face inches from his. "Not so strong now, are you?" she whispers. He thrashes, but she’s immovable, her weight crushing his will. She shifts , scooting up until she’s hovering over his face . "You talk too much," she says, and then drops her full weight onto his head in a face sit . His muffled protests are smothered by her thighs, his arms flailing uselessly. She grabs his wrists , yanking his arms above his head. "Stay still," she commands, grinding her hips into his skull, "or I’ll sit harder."

He bucks, but it’s futile.

She stands , dragging him up by his hair, only to spin behind him and lock in a rear naked choke . Her arm tightens around his neck, her biceps flexing as she cuts off his air. His face turns red, veins bulging, but she releases just before he taps , laughing as he gasps for breath. "Too easy," she mocks, shoving him forward. He barely catches himself before she pulls him into a front headlock , yanking his head down while she leans back, setting him up for another fall. He topples , and she drops into a guillotine choke , her thighs squeezing his torso as she pulls his head into her armpit. "Tap, or I’ll put you to bed," she growls. He struggles, but the pressure is relentless. At the last second, he taps frantically . She releases, smirking. "Good boy."

But she’s not done.

Ziva flips him onto his back and drops into a seated armbar , hyperextending his elbow between her legs. He screams as she pulls back on his wrist, his face contorted in agony. "You like that?" she coos, leaning in, her lips brushing his ear. "You love it." She releases , only to slap him across the face , the crack echoing through the gym. The crowd erupts in a mix of cheers and jeers. She mounts him again , sitting on his chest, and slaps him twice more , each strike a punctuation mark on his humiliation. "Say it," she commands, her voice icy. "Say women are better." His pride is shattered, his breath ragged. "Women... are better..." he gasps, the words tasting like ash in his mouth.

Ziva stands and drags him up , only to shove him back down . She straddles his face , grinding her hips into his skull in a kneeling face sit . "Lick the mat, worm," she orders, her voice leaving no room for argument. He has no choice—his face is mashed into the canvas, his dignity stripped away. The crowd chants her name, their voices a symphony of triumph.

For the finale, she flips him onto his stomach and sits on his lower back , pulling his head back by the mask in a reverse mount . His neck is exposed, vulnerable. "You’re mine now," she whispers, yanking his head up, her breath hot against his skin. "Next time, you’ll wear a dress and call me Mistress."

She stands , leaving him broken on the mat, his body collapsed, his spirit crushed. The gym explodes in applause, the sound of her victory echoing through the air. Ziva Fey doesn’t just win—she dominates , she humiliates , she owns . And as she walks away, the arrogant asshole is left with nothing but the taste of defeat and the knowledge that he was outmatched in every way .

The lesson is clear: never underestimate a woman .

18 Year-Old Mistress Nova is 7 months pregnant and all alone, with no family and no help to raise the baby after Her boyfriend convinced Her to have it, then took off as soon as She started showing. Then She found out that his stepdad was in on it and was the one that gave him the idea in the first place. But She tricked them, enslaved and sissified them both, unbeknownst to the two sissies. She pulls sissy stepdad into the dungeon by his pink leash, wearing a pink sissy maid outfit with locking red stiletto heels, while the sissy step-son is decked out in a black and white sissy outfit with locking black heels. Mistress Nova looks resplendent in a black PVC dress with no panties and a black leather motorcycle cap on.

“Hey, it’s a family reunion! Twin sissy foot bitches!”

She climbs up on the stage and sits in the black throne chair, informing the two:

“You two obviously don’t respect Women, so I’ve turned you into sissy maids that will serve Me and other Women. But you need to learn how to respect a Woman’s body, starting at the bottom. With my pretty, pedicured feet:

She holds up Her two perfect feet in the sissy’s faces:

“Kiss them. I want to feel kisses on every fucking inch of my feet, cunts”

They start furiously planting kisses over every inch, bending their necks into all kinds of positions to try and reach each part. She whips them with the riding crop when they do anything that displeases Her. Finally had enough, She orders them:

“Ok, open your whore mouths. You are going to suck each one of my toes, like little cocks. I want to see you bobbing up and down on them, the way you’ll be bobbing up and down on the cocks you’ll be servicing in the near future”

Once they’ve completed that task, She orders:

“Ok, now open your mouth’s wide. You’re going to take all of my toes and then try to get the rest of my foot down your whore throats”

They start cramming all of Her toes in their moths, and keeping the leashes taught, She pushes each foot further and further down their throats, eliciting choking and gagging from the two panty-waists. She ignores this and just keeps on pushing while keeping the tension on each leash tight so they have no choice but to try and allow the invading foot down their throats despite their gagging reflexes. Then She comes up with a plan:

“Ok cunts, now we’re gonna have a little contest. We’re gonna see who can take BOTH of my perfect feet farther down their whore throat. The prize is you DON’T GET BEATEN. So whoever loses will also lose a layer of skin from their backside. We’ll start with the sissy step-son, here”

She puts both of Her feet on top of each other, forming a foot sandwich. Ordering the sissy to open wide, She gets all of Her toes into the slave’s mouth, but is unable to push much farther besides the tips. The sissy starts gagging loudly, retching and coughing, unable to handle much. Mistress Nova starts cropping him, trying to make him take them farther but he can’t seem to and She pushes him away with Her foot in disgust, then attaches his cuffs to a cleat on the stage. She pulls the pink leash on sissy stepdad hard, and immediately orders the old sissy to open, which he does. She manages to get all the toes in and slides them further and further until a good 1/4 of Her foot is in the slave’s overstretched jaw, whose whimpering in pain. She finally removes the feet and sissy step-son’s cuffs from the cleat. She pulls hard on the slave’s leash, dragging him behind Her as She exits the dungeon:

“I’m gonna teach your sissy step-daughter a lesson, and then I’l be back for more fun, bitch”

18 Year-Old Mistress Nova is 7 months pregnant and was abandoned by Her lying boyfriend, who dumped Her and bailed on Her. But Her good friend Master Silvermist caught the deadbeat, broke him as a slave and sissified him, turning him into a simpering, sniveling sissy girl in chastity to be Her personal maid and nanny once Her baby is born.

Mistress Nova is getting railed in Her bedroom by a new lover, who cums and then hurries out the door, leaving Her unsatisfied and full of cum. She sighs in frustration, but She is prepared. She yells out:

"Ohhhh sissy, my new boyfriend left a very, very special treat for you. Now get the fuck up on the bed!"

The sissy crawls into the room on all fours, wearing a pink wig, baby dress, cuffs, collar and leash, which it hands to Mistress Nova, who pulls the sissy into Her open legs, a fresh cream pie oozes out of Her luscious, shaved young pussy.

"Ok bitch, you're gonna suck out every single tadpole that my new boyfriend left in there for you. Here, taste it!"

Stroking Her dripping slit, She takes a cum-soaked finger, trailing a string of sticky ball-juice that She puts in front of the sissy's grimacing face.

"Open up, bitch!"

She slaps the sissy lightly and it opens its mouth as She immediately crams the gloppy finger in, swirling it around the sissy's mouth, making sure it sucks off the slime.

"Get it all, whore. You've got a long, long way to go. Now start licking!"

The sissy is gagging and retching as its tongue darts out into the beautiful, but jizz-soaked folds of Her sweet young pussy. Not much comes out at first, so She crams a couple of fingers in and starts working it out and then slams Her pussy right on the slave's face, mashing it's face and cutting off air. The sissy literally starts blowing cum bubbles, as She laughs and rises up, just to grind right back down onto the sissy's face, the cum dripping down the sides of its face.

"This is a special treat for a sissy girl like you-sissy's LOVE cum, bet they like sucking cock even better, which you'll be doing soon also"

She starts slamming up and down on the sissys face, faster and faster, telling it to stick its tongue out straight, She cums on its face, as She squeezes out a new river of cum when She orgasms that came somewhere deep inside Her, but now covers the sissy's mouth and face as She laughs and says:

"I'll let you just stay here in chastity and your baby dress, to stew in me and my lover's juices...mmmm, so yummy!"

18 Year-Old Mistress Nova is 7 months pregnant and was abandoned by Her lying boyfriend, who dumped Her and bailed on Her. But Her good friend Master Silvermist caught the deadbeat, broke him as a slave and sissified him, turning him into a simpering, sniveling sissy girl in chastity to be Her personal maid and nanny once Her baby is born.

Mistress Nova is getting railed in Her bedroom by a new lover, who cums and then hurries out the door, leaving Her unsatisfied and full of cum. She sighs in frustration, but She is prepared. She yells out:

"Ohhhh sissy, my new boyfriend left a very, very special treat for you. Now get the fuck up on the bed!"

The sissy crawls into the room on all fours, wearing a pink wig, baby dress, cuffs, collar and leash, which it hands to Mistress Nova, who pulls the sissy into Her open legs, a fresh cream pie oozes out of Her luscious, shaved young pussy.

"Ok bitch, you're gonna suck out every single tadpole that my new boyfriend left in there for you. Here, taste it!"

Stroking Her dripping slit, She takes a cum-soaked finger, trailing a string of sticky ball-juice that She puts in front of the sissy's grimacing face.

"Open up, bitch!"

She slaps the sissy lightly and it opens its mouth as She immediately crams the gloppy finger in, swirling it around the sissy's mouth, making sure it sucks off the slime.

"Get it all, whore. You've got a long, long way to go. Now start licking!"

The sissy is gagging and retching as its tongue darts out into the beautiful, but jizz-soaked folds of Her sweet young pussy. Not much comes out at first, so She crams a couple of fingers in and starts working it out and then slams Her pussy right on the slave's face, mashing it's face and cutting off air. The sissy literally starts blowing cum bubbles, as She laughs and rises up, just to grind right back down onto the sissy's face, the cum dripping down the sides of its face.

"This is a special treat for a sissy girl like you-sissy's LOVE cum, bet they like sucking cock even better, which you'll be doing soon also"

She starts slamming up and down on the sissys face, faster and faster, telling it to stick its tongue out straight, She cums on its face, as She squeezes out a new river of cum when She orgasms that came somewhere deep inside Her, but now covers the sissy's mouth and face as She laughs and says:

"I'll let you just stay here in chastity and your baby dress, to stew in me and my lover's juices...mmmm, so yummy!"

Mistress Nova has enslaved Her former boyfriend that knocked Her up and promised to start a family with Her. She's already sissified the slave, paddled its ass black and blue, and is now training it as human furniture. She's practicing Her pilates and yoga, specifically for pregnant Women and the slave is going to serve as Her yoga mat. Mistress Nova leads Her slave in by its leash and collar, ordering the slave to get on its back. She's wearing just a skimpy pair of tight white booty shorts that show Her delicious camel-toe and sweaty thighs, Her 7-month pregnant belling sticking out, but covered in sweat as She's cooling down from the stair climber.

"Slave, you're a utility-you're whatever I want or need you to be, when I want you to be it, or you will suffer greatly. Today you're going to be my human exercise mat. My yoga mat to do some poses and a little pilates may be too."

She straddles the slave's head and starts doing squats on its face.

"You will kiss my ass each time I complete a squat, count, and thank me for the privilege. Got that bitch?"

"Yes Mistress"

She starts going up and down, the slave dutifully counting and kissing, but forgets to thank Her once and loses count another time. She finally settles down on the slave's face, smothering the bitch while She changes positions. She does partial splits over the slave's face, and then a leans forward and smothers the slave with Her booty-shorts-covered pussy.

"Smell it, slave. That pussy fucking OWNS YOU!"

She makes the slave open its mouth and hawks a thick, nasty-looking yellow loogie into the slaves mouth, then spits in another one for good measure.

"Swallow my phlegm and thank Me, bitch. That came from your Owner"

She puts Her feet in the slave's face and makes it smell Her dirty, sweaty, and very stinky socks, holding both of them over its face before taking them off, tying them together to make a sock ball-gag, and ties it around the slave so it's practically choking on Her sweat-soaked sock and has to take every breath with its nose covered with a sweaty sock. She finally sits Her gorgeous round, sweaty ass on its face before getting bored, She leaves to take a shower with the promise of more torments to come.

Check Out The Other Titles In The Series:

Your Name Is Yoga Mat 7 (HD 1080P MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat IV (HD 1080P MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat III (HD 4K MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat II (HD 1080P MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat (HD 1080P MP4)

Mistress Nova has enslaved Her former boyfriend that knocked Her up and promised to start a family with Her. She's already sissified the slave, paddled its ass black and blue, and is now training it as human furniture. She's practicing Her pilates and yoga, specifically for pregnant Women and the slave is going to serve as Her yoga mat. Mistress Nova leads Her slave in by its leash and collar, ordering the slave to get on its back. She's wearing just a skimpy pair of tight white booty shorts that show Her delicious camel-toe and sweaty thighs, Her 7-month pregnant belling sticking out, but covered in sweat as She's cooling down from the stair climber.

"Slave, you're a utility-you're whatever I want or need you to be, when I want you to be it, or you will suffer greatly. Today you're going to be my human exercise mat. My yoga mat to do some poses and a little pilates may be too."

She straddles the slave's head and starts doing squats on its face.

"You will kiss my ass each time I complete a squat, count, and thank me for the privilege. Got that bitch?"

"Yes Mistress"

She starts going up and down, the slave dutifully counting and kissing, but forgets to thank Her once and loses count another time. She finally settles down on the slave's face, smothering the bitch while She changes positions. She does partial splits over the slave's face, and then a leans forward and smothers the slave with Her booty-shorts-covered pussy.

"Smell it, slave. That pussy fucking OWNS YOU!"

She makes the slave open its mouth and hawks a thick, nasty-looking yellow loogie into the slaves mouth, then spits in another one for good measure.

"Swallow my phlegm and thank Me, bitch. That came from your Owner"

She puts Her feet in the slave's face and makes it smell Her dirty, sweaty and very stinky socks, holding both of them over its face before taking them off, tying them together to make a sock ball-gag, and ties it around the slave so it's practically choking on Her sweat-soaked sock and has to take every breath with its nose covered with a sweaty sock. She finally sits Her gorgeous round, sweaty ass on its face before getting bored, She leaves to take a shower with the promise of more torments to come.

Check Out The Other Titles In The Series:

Your Name Is Yoga Mat 7 (HD 4KMP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat 6 (HD 4K MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat IV (HD 4K MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat III (HD 4K MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat II (HD 4K MP4)

Your Name Is Yoga Mat (HD 4K MP4)

Mistress Nova is 18 Years-Old and 7 months pregnant, with a deadbeat as the step-father. But Her and Her friend enslaved and sissified the jerk, and now She is taking things a step further; She's regressed the little bitch to a sissy making her rest in a crib, sucking on a penis-shaped pacifier and speak in a voice. Now, She's seated on Her throne and has the sissy on her knees in front of Her:

"Since you don't respect Women, you're going to become one. And since you're such a stupid, macho dumbshit, you need to experience little girlhood. You will speak, crawl, act and think like a submissive Is that clear, cunt?"

"Yes Mistress"

She starts cropping the bitch over and over, enraged.

"Is that how a fucking speaks, bitch? HIGHER..no HIGHER THAN THAT, YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!"

Finally satisfied after the 4th try, She holds out one of Her black, patent leather stiletto spike heels up to Her slave's mouth, making the slave lick the sole clean of one and then the other, putting them both in the slave's face. She has the sissy deep throat each heel, bobbing up and down them and saying that it's "good practice for My boyfriend". Finally, She has the sissy take them off with its teeth. She holds up both sweaty, fishnet stocking-covered feet to the sissy's face, completely covering the sissy's face.

"Sniff bitch. Take a deeeep smell, I want you to imprint that smell in your pathetic sissy brain. It's the smell of your fucking Owner, bitch. I DON'T HEAR YOUR SNIFFING"

She starts cropping the sissy with Her black and white riding crop, then orders the slave to open its mouth. She shoves Her stocking-clad toes in between the sissy's lips. She orders the sissy to suck, and continues to mouth-fuck the sissy, deeper and deeper with Her foot. The sissy starts gagging, but She just pulls harder on the pink leash. She puts Her other foot behind the sissy's head and continues to explore the slave's tonsils.

Finally, She puts both feet in the bitch's mouth, pushing them further and further until it seems like the sissy's jaw will split open.

"How do they taste, bitch? Suck the sweat from your Owner's sweaty, stockings. Mmmmmhhhh, so good, huh?"

Finally done, She jumps off the throne and drags the sissy out of the dungeon to put back in Her crib while She goes out and enjoys a real man.

Mistress Nova is 18 Years-Old and 7 months pregnant, with a deadbeat as the step-father. But Her and Her friend enslaved and sissified the jerk, and now She is taking things a step further; She's regressed the little bitch to a sissy making her rest in a crib, sucking on a penis-shaped pacifier and speak in a voice. Now, She's seated on Her throne and has the sissy on her knees in front of Her:

"Since you don't respect Women, you're going to become one. And since you're such a stupid, macho dumbshit, you need to experience little girlhood. You will speak, crawl, act and think like a submissive Is that clear, cunt?"

"Yes Mistress"

She starts cropping the bitch over and over, enraged.

"Is that how a fucking speaks, bitch? HIGHER..no HIGHER THAN THAT, YOU WORTHLESS WHORE!"

Finally satisfied after the 4th try, She holds out one of Her black, patent leather stiletto spike heels up to Her slave's mouth, making the slave lick the sole clean of one and then the other, putting them both in the slave's face. She has the sissy deep throat each heel, bobbing up and down them and saying that it's "good practice for My boyfriend". Finally, She has the sissy take them off with its teeth. She holds up both sweaty, fishnet stocking-covered feet to the sissy's face, completely covering the sissy's face.

"Sniff bitch. Take a deeeep smell, I want you to imprint that smell in your pathetic sissy brain. It's the smell of your fucking Owner, bitch. I DON'T HEAR YOUR SNIFFING"

She starts cropping the sissy with Her black and white riding crop, then orders the slave to open its mouth. She shoves Her stocking-clad toes in between the sissy's lips. She orders the sissy to suck, and continues to mouth-fuck the sissy, deeper and deeper with Her foot. The sissy starts gagging, but She just pulls harder on the pink leash. She puts Her other foot behind the sissy's head and continues to explore the slave's tonsils.

Finally, She puts both feet in the bitch's mouth, pushing them further and further until it seems like the sissy's jaw will split open.

"How do they taste, bitch? Suck the sweat from your Owner's sweaty, stockings. Mmmmmhhhh, so good, huh?"

Finally done, She jumps off the throne and drags the sissy out of the dungeon to put back in Her crib while She goes out and enjoys a real man.

18 Year-Old Mistress Nova, who is 7 months pregnant, thanks to the jerk ex-boyfriend. He convinced Her to stop taking the pill and said he wanted to raise a family with Her, then abandoned Her and started insulting Her on social media, calling Her a whore. But Her Dominatrix friend, Master Silvermist, enslaved and sissified the wimp, making him a her, and her a maid. Soon, the sissy bitch will also be a nanny for Mistress Nova's and his own baby.

Mistress Nova has now taken things a step further, and decided that Her sissy cunt needs to revert to little-girlhood to become a proper feminine servant. So She has dressed the sissy as baby bitch wearing an adorabl pink bloomer baby dress, ruffled bloomer panties, a bonnet and even has a pacifier securely strapped in Her 'whore' mouth and her head locked in a smotherbox. Mistress Nova shuffles into the dungeon wearing just a pair of bright red panties and a black studded bra-top.

"Oh my god sissy! I just got the fucking of my life, I couldn't stop cumming on his huge fucking cock-it must have been 9 inches...nothing like your little 'peanut', which is more like a clit. Don't worry though, it's never getting near mine, or ANY other pussy, ever again."

She prances over to the smotherbox and straddles it:

"My pussy is filled with real-man cum, sissy. You're going to suck and lick out every single drop or I'll just snip off that little peanut with some scissors and be done with it"

She takes the pacifier out of his mouth and drops Her pussy down onto his face, cum immediately starts dripping out of Her and onto his face.

"Stick out your fucking tongue, bitch. Lick it up, suck it out!"

She pulls the panties aside and starts shoveling the gloppy, stringy cum out of Her beautiful, shaved but well-fucked pussy. A big drop lands on the sissy's face and She kindly scoops it up with Her finger to shove it down the throat of the sissy. She starts yelling at the bitch to hurry up, and starts to ride her face harder and harder. She suddenly stands up and turns around, revealing a cum-soaked ass, with drops coming down Her ass crack:

"Oh, I forgot to tell you, panty-waist. I let him fuck My ass too, so you get a yummy CHOCOLATE creampie too. Only the best for my baby bitch! Now suck that cum from my ass and get every fucking tadpole"

She finally turns back around and cums on his face, grinding into him and screaming in ecstasy, while the sissy remains bound and chaste. She stands up and walks away, telling her:

"Damn, that felt good. Makes me want to get fucked again. I'll be back soon, bitch, stay thirsty"