Miss Dot and Miss Kandy have elevated their new slave’s training to its most degrading purpose—transforming it into a living, obedient buttplug for Their superior asses. The lesson begins with foot worship, the slave kneeling as it presses its unworthy lips to the soles of Their PVC-clad feet, inhaling the scent of Their dominance. Its tongue traces every curve, every arch, as if begging for the privilege of serving. But this is only the first step in understanding its true place—buried beneath the asses of the women it was made to worship.

Next comes ass worship. The slave is ordered to crawl, its nose pressed into the warm, sweaty cracks of Their asses, its breath hot against Their sacred flesh. It licks, it kisses, it adores—its tongue swirling around Their tight, puckered holes, savoring every trace of Their essence. Miss Dot and Miss Kandy exchange amused glances, taunting the pathetic creature as it gags on the scent of Their superiority. "That’s right, pig. This is the closest you’ll ever get to a real woman. Your mouth belongs in an ass, not on one."

But the true test of its devotion is yet to come. The slave is secured—spread-eagle on its back, its head locked in a harness, its body completely immobile. Miss Dot and Miss Kandy stand over it, Their black PVC outfits glistening under the dim light, the absence of panties a deliberate reminder of its unworthiness. "You exist to serve, slave. And today, you serve as Our human buttplug." Miss Dot squats over its face, spreading Her cheeks wide, revealing Her glistening hole. "Tongue out, bitch." The slave obeys, its tongue trembling as She lowers Herself onto its face, Her full weight pressing down. The moment its tongue breaches Her anal ring, She lets out a satisfied sigh. "That’s it. Deeper. I want to feel you inside Me, cleaning what belongs to Me."

Miss Kandy takes over cock duty, Her fingers wrapping around the slave’s pathetic, newly freed dick—just released from chastity, already desperate for attention. "You don’t get to cum unless We say so, pig. But if you please Us with that tongue, We might let you feel something other than shame." She begins stroking it, slow and teasing, as Miss Dot counts down the first 30 seconds. The slave struggles, its body writhing in discomfort, its face smothered in the musky heat of Her ass. "This is where you belong, slave. Buried in a woman’s ass, tasting what We leave behind. Do you like it? Of course you do. You’re nothing without Us." The slave can’t answer—not with its mouth sealed inside Her, its tongue probing as deep as it can go. The only response is the muffled sounds of submission, the desperate attempts to breathe through its nose as She settles down harder.

When the 30 seconds are up, Miss Dot finally lifts Her ass, allowing the slave a gasping breath. "Thank you, Miss Dot, for allowing me to be Your human buttplug. Thank you, Miss Kandy, for stroking my worthless cock." The words are slurred, its voice thick with spit and humiliation. "Good bitch," Miss Dot purrs. "But We’re just getting started." She spreads Her cheeks again, the hole glistening with the slave’s saliva. "TONGUE OUT." The order is absolute. She drops back down, this time pressing harder, ensuring its tongue is deep inside the clenching depths of Her ass. "45 seconds. And if I feel that tongue slip even once, Miss Kandy is going to remind you of your place."

Miss Kandy doesn’t hesitate. The moment She senses the slave’s tongue wavering, She brings the flogger down—WHAP—across its cock. The slave whimpers into Miss Dot’s ass, the sting pushing its tongue to burrow deeper, to earn the right to be used. "That’s better," Miss Dot growls. "Keep it up there, or the next strike is going to be worse." The slave obeys, its tongue wiggling desperately inside Her, its cock throbbing under the threat of more punishment. When the 45 seconds expire, Miss Dot rises, leaving the slave’s face a glossy, spit-slicked mess. "Pathetic. But you’re learning."

Now it’s Miss Kandy’s turn. She straddles the slave’s face, Her ass hovering just above its gasping mouth. "I didn’t clean after My last use, slave. Consider this your reward." She drops down without warning, Her full weight sealing its face into the warm, used crack of Her ass. The slave gags as the taste of Her hole floods its mouth. "Tongue out, pig. And don’t you dare pull it back." Miss Dot takes over cock duty, Her grip punishing as She strokes the slave’s dick in time with Miss Kandy’s countdown. "45 seconds. And if you so much as think about pulling away, I’ll ruin this cock for good."

The slave’s tongue trembles, but it obeys. It has to. The alternative is worse than the humiliation. Miss Kandy rocks Her hips, ensuring its tongue explores every ridge, every fold of Her ass. "That’s it. Clean Me. You’re lucky I’m letting you do this." The slave’s cock twitches under Miss Dot’s grip, betraying its sick enjoyment of the degradation. When the 45 seconds are up, Miss Kandy lifts just enough to let it gasp. "One more minute, slave. And this time, you’d better make it count."

She drops back down, harder this time, Her ass cheeks clamping around its skull like a vice. The slave’s tongue is fully inside Her now, its nose pressed into the damp, sweaty flesh of Her thighs. Miss Dot’s strokes turn rougher, Her nails digging into its shaft. "You love this, don’t you? Being nothing but a toilet for Us?" The slave can’t answer. It can’t breathe. But its cock is harder than it’s ever been in its life.

The final 60 seconds are pure submission. Miss Kandy grinds down, Her ass flexing around its tongue, ensuring it searches for every last trace of filth. "Deeper, slave. I want to feel you in My depths." The slave’s face is drenched in sweat, spit, and the musk of Her dominance. Its cock is a throbbing, desperate thing in Miss Dot’s grip, begging for release it knows it doesn’t deserve. When the minute finally ends, Miss Kandy rises with a wet pop, leaving the slave’s tongue hanging out, glistening with Her ass.

Miss Dot leans down, Her breath hot against its ear. "You did alright, pig. But don’t think this means you’ve earned anything." She gives its cock one final, cruel stroke before letting go. "Next time, We’re bringing a friend. And you’re going to be Her buttplug too." The slave whimpers, its body trembling with the knowledge that this is only the beginning. It will never be clean again. It will never be anything but a tool for Their pleasure.

Miss Dot and Miss Kandy have elevated their new slave’s training to its most degrading purpose—transforming it into a living, obedient buttplug for Their superior asses. The lesson begins with foot worship, the slave kneeling as it presses its unworthy lips to the soles of Their PVC-clad feet, inhaling the scent of Their dominance. Its tongue traces every curve, every arch, as if begging for the privilege of serving. But this is only the first step in understanding its true place—buried beneath the asses of the women it was made to worship.

Next comes ass worship. The slave is ordered to crawl, its nose pressed into the warm, sweaty cracks of Their asses, its breath hot against Their sacred flesh. It licks, it kisses, it *adores*—its tongue swirling around Their tight, puckered holes, savoring every trace of Their essence. Miss Dot and Miss Kandy exchange amused glances, taunting the pathetic creature as it gags on the scent of Their superiority. *"That’s right, pig. This is the closest you’ll ever get to a real woman. Your mouth belongs in an ass, not on one."*

But the true test of its devotion is yet to come. The slave is secured—spread-eagle on its back, its head locked in a harness, its body completely immobile. Miss Dot and Miss Kandy stand over it, Their black PVC outfits glistening under the dim light, the absence of panties a deliberate reminder of its unworthiness. *"You exist to serve, slave. And today, you serve as Our human buttplug."* Miss Dot squats over its face, spreading Her cheeks wide, revealing Her glistening hole. *"Tongue out, bitch."* The slave obeys, its tongue trembling as She lowers Herself onto its face, Her full weight pressing down. The moment its tongue breaches Her anal ring, She lets out a satisfied sigh. *"That’s it. Deeper. I want to feel you *inside* Me, cleaning what belongs to Me."*

Miss Kandy takes over cock duty, Her fingers wrapping around the slave’s pathetic, newly freed dick—just released from chastity, already desperate for attention. *"You don’t get to cum unless We say so, pig. But if you please Us with that tongue, We *might* let you feel something other than shame."* She begins stroking it, slow and teasing, as Miss Dot counts down the first 30 seconds. The slave struggles, its body writhing in discomfort, its face smothered in the musky heat of Her ass. *"This is where you belong, slave. Buried in a woman’s ass, tasting what We leave behind. Do you like it? Of course you do. You’re *nothing* without Us."* The slave can’t answer—not with its mouth sealed inside Her, its tongue probing as deep as it can go. The only response is the muffled sounds of submission, the desperate attempts to breathe through its nose as She settles down harder.

When the 30 seconds are up, Miss Dot finally lifts Her ass, allowing the slave a gasping breath. *"Thank you, Miss Dot, for allowing me to be Your human buttplug. Thank you, Miss Kandy, for stroking my worthless cock."* The words are slurred, its voice thick with spit and humiliation. *"Good bitch,"* Miss Dot purrs. *"But We’re just getting started."* She spreads Her cheeks again, the hole glistening with the slave’s saliva. *"TONGUE OUT."* The order is absolute. She drops back down, this time pressing harder, ensuring its tongue is *deep* inside the clenching depths of Her ass. *"45 seconds. And if I feel that tongue slip *even once*, Miss Kandy is going to remind you of your place."*

Miss Kandy doesn’t hesitate. The moment She senses the slave’s tongue wavering, She brings the flogger down—*WHAP*—across its cock. The slave whimpers into Miss Dot’s ass, the sting pushing its tongue to burrow deeper, to *earn* the right to be used. *"That’s better,"* Miss Dot growls. *"Keep it up there, or the next strike is going to be worse."* The slave obeys, its tongue wiggling desperately inside Her, its cock throbbing under the threat of more punishment. When the 45 seconds expire, Miss Dot rises, leaving the slave’s face a glossy, spit-slicked mess. *"Pathetic. But you’re learning."*

Now it’s Miss Kandy’s turn. She straddles the slave’s face, Her ass hovering just above its gasping mouth. *"I didn’t clean after My last use, slave. Consider this your reward."* She drops down without warning, Her full weight sealing its face into the warm, *used* crack of Her ass. The slave gags as the taste of Her hole floods its mouth. *"Tongue out, pig. And don’t you *dare* pull it back."* Miss Dot takes over cock duty, Her grip punishing as She strokes the slave’s dick in time with Miss Kandy’s countdown. *"45 seconds. And if you so much as *think* about pulling away, I’ll ruin this cock for good."*

The slave’s tongue trembles, but it obeys. It *has* to. The alternative is worse than the humiliation. Miss Kandy rocks Her hips, ensuring its tongue explores every ridge, every fold of Her ass. *"That’s it. Clean Me. You’re *lucky* I’m letting you do this."* The slave’s cock twitches under Miss Dot’s grip, betraying its sick enjoyment of the degradation. When the 45 seconds are up, Miss Kandy lifts just enough to let it gasp. *"One more minute, slave. And this time, you’d better make it *count*."*

She drops back down, harder this time, Her ass cheeks clamping around its skull like a vice. The slave’s tongue is *fully* inside Her now, its nose pressed into the damp, sweaty flesh of Her thighs. Miss Dot’s strokes turn rougher, Her nails digging into its shaft. *"You love this, don’t you? Being nothing but a *toilet* for Us?"* The slave can’t answer. It can’t *breathe*. But its cock is harder than it’s ever been in its life.

The final 60 seconds are pure submission. Miss Kandy grinds down, Her ass flexing around its tongue, ensuring it *searches* for every last trace of filth. *"Deeper, slave. I want to feel you in My *depths*."* The slave’s face is drenched in sweat, spit, and the musk of Her dominance. Its cock is a throbbing, desperate thing in Miss Dot’s grip, begging for release it knows it doesn’t deserve. When the minute finally ends, Miss Kandy rises with a wet *pop*, leaving the slave’s tongue hanging out, glistening with Her ass.

Miss Dot leans down, Her breath hot against its ear. *"You did *alright*, pig. But don’t think this means you’ve earned anything."* She gives its cock one final, cruel stroke before letting go. *"Next time, We’re bringing a friend. And you’re going to be *Her* buttplug too."* The slave whimpers, its body trembling with the knowledge that this is only the beginning. It will *never* be clean again. It will *never* be anything but a tool for Their pleasure.

Miss Kandy Katoure has Her pig slave in bondage, laying on the living room sofa, its hands chained together and wearing a pink pig slave hood of course. The 18 Year-Old strolls in sporting a long blonde wig and a bright blue romper, carrying a big black flogger:

"Ok Piggie, I told you I was gonna turn you into My full toilet, and this is a part of that training. You need to appreciate EVERYTHING that My perfect ass produces. Today you're going to be enjoying My farts"

She gets up and turns around, climbing on all fours over the slave, Her ass in its face. She reaches back and spreads Her sweet cheeks wide:

"I want to hear you sniffing, don't you dare waste My farts, pig. As a matter of fact, I'm not going to stop farting in your face and smothering you until you can guess what I ate for dinner last night. Make sure to inhale deeply"

She blasts a loud, sharp fart into the slave's face, making it jump, She starts laughing at its reaction. She leans back and sits on the slave's face, trapping it under Her stinky asshole. Reaching behind Her, She pushes the slave's head in deeper to ensure that clean air can't enter the slave's lungs. She rises up off its face, asking how that was but She can't hold back and rips a loooong nasty fart in the slave's nose. The slave starts choking and gasping, unable to get any fresh air. She sits right back down on its face again to trap it in the stink. Finally sitting back up, She asks the sputtering, coughing and wheezing slave:

"Ok, that last fart was soooo long and stinky. You should be able to smell exactly what I ate, but if not I'll just keep farting in your face until you do. Now I want you to taste this one, stick out your fucking tongue. STICK IT OUT, PIGGIE!"

The slave sticks out its tongue, but as soon as it touches Her asshole She blasts a loud, popping wet fart onto its tongue, then sits back immediately, causing the slave's tongue to go up Her ass as She settles down:

"Smell and taste piggy, smell and taste...mmmmmhhhh, that's just an appetizer for a piggy like you"

She rises up, and after She's satisfied that the fart is gone, She asks the slave again to guess Her meal. The slave gets it wrong, earning another smothering and of course, another tongue fart:

"TONGUE OUT, SLAVE. You're going to taste every one of these since you can't seem to figure it out by smell. I wonder if it's even better the second time around? Haha!"

She whips the slave's body to encourage compliance, making it stick out its tongue upon which She immediately pushes out another stink bomb and laughs again, making the slave guess in between gasps of stinky air. The slave finally seems to get it right, guess tacos. But that's not enough for Her:

"What kind of salsa did I have? Ok, and what else did I have with it?"

The slave gets it wrong so She blasts another fart into its tongue, smothering it again. After She's satisfied that the fart has been completely absorbed by the slave, She gets up.

"You failed slave, so We'll just keep doing this until you finally get it right. Don't worry, you'll get used to it!"

Miss Kandy Katoure has Her pig slave in bondage, laying on the living room sofa, its hands chained together and wearing a pink pig slave hood of course. The 18 Year-Old strolls in sporting a long blonde wig and a bright blue romper, carrying a big black flogger:

"Ok Piggie, I told you I was gonna turn you into My full toilet, and this is a part of that training. You need to appreciate EVERYTHING that My perfect ass produces. Today you're going to be enjoying My farts"

She gets up and turns around, climbing on all fours over the slave, Her ass in its face. She reaches back and spreads Her sweet cheeks wide:

"I want to hear you sniffing, don't you dare waste My farts, pig. As a matter of fact, I'm not going to stop farting in your face and smothering you until you can guess what I ate for dinner last night. Make sure to inhale deeply"

She blasts a loud, sharp fart into the slave's face, making it jump, She starts laughing at its reaction. She leans back and sits on the slave's face, trapping it under Her stinky asshole. Reaching behind Her, She pushes the slave's head in deeper to ensure that clean air can't enter the slave's lungs. She rises up off its face, asking how that was but She can't hold back and rips a loooong nasty fart in the slave's nose. The slave starts choking and gasping, unable to get any fresh air. She sits right back down on its face again to trap it in the stink. Finally sitting back up, She asks the sputtering, coughing and wheezing slave:

"Ok, that last fart was soooo long and stinky. You should be able to smell exactly what I ate, but if not I'll just keep farting in your face until you do. Now I want you to taste this one, stick out your fucking tongue. STICK IT OUT, PIGGIE!"

The slave sticks out its tongue, but as soon as it touches Her asshole She blasts a loud, popping wet fart onto its tongue, then sits back immediately, causing the slave's tongue to go up Her ass as She settles down:

"Smell and taste piggy, smell and taste...mmmmmhhhh, that's just an appetizer for a piggy like you"

She rises up, and after She's satisfied that the fart is gone, She asks the slave again to guess Her meal. The slave gets it wrong, earning another smothering and of course, another tongue fart:

"TONGUE OUT, SLAVE. You're going to taste every one of these since you can't seem to figure it out by smell. I wonder if it's even better the second time around? Haha!"

She whips the slave's body to encourage compliance, making it stick out its tongue upon which She immediately pushes out another stink bomb and laughs again, making the slave guess in between gasps of stinky air. The slave finally seems to get it right, guess tacos. But that's not enough for Her:

"What kind of salsa did I have? Ok, and what else did I have with it?"

The slave gets it wrong so She blasts another fart into its tongue, smothering it again. After She's satisfied that the fart has been completely absorbed by the slave, She gets up.

"You failed slave, so We'll just keep doing this until you finally get it right. Don't worry, you'll get used to it!"

Pro-Dominatrix Miss Dot is helping to instruct 18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore, who's just enslaved Her pervy stepdaddy, in the proper ways for a male slave to serve and honor a superior Female; in this case, starting at Her sacred feet. They have the slave prepped, on its back, wearing a blinding hood and spread-eagle thanks to twin spreader bars that secure his limbs helplessly. Miss Dot is wearing patent leather black spike stiletto heels, while Miss Kandy sports platform spike pink stiletto boots. They sit down on the sofa and put their feet up on the slave's body, using it as a footrest, Miss Dot says:

"Today I'm going to show you how a male slave properly honors, services, and worships your sacred feet. Males are beneath us, and so it's appropriate that they grovel at and worship the lowest parts of our bodies; namely our feet and asses"

She drags Her pumps over the slave's face and makes it kiss every inch of Her black patent stiletto pumps, and then Miss Kandy's outrageous pink platform boots before making it take them off with its teeth and warning the slave to not put a single mark on them. They have the slave hold out its tongue, Miss Dot instructs:

"Now, use the slave's tongue like an actual doormat; wipe your dirty foot up and down until you're satisfied it's sparkling clean and fresh. Punish if it isn't"

They take turns doing this and then have the slave start sucking their sweaty, stinky toes, making sure to lick and suck in between each toe for special toe jam treats. Miss Dot continuously crops the slave on its head and body to emphasize each point, giving the slave a growing collection of red stripes.

"Now I want you to show this male that it is literally the dirt under your feet. Stand on it and use it as a human carpet. Don't worry about hurting it, it can take it. You don't worry about hurting a carpet do you? Of course not"

The slave grunts as Miss Kandy climbs on top of its chest and starts bouncing up and down a little, the slave can't take a breath while it's also busy cleaning Miss Dot's dirty feet. She puts all of Her toes in the slave's mouth and starts pushing them further and further into the slave's mouth and down its throat, making the slave gag and expel the foot slightly before She pushes it back in. She then tells the slave:

"SLAVE! RECLINER POSITION!"

The slave puts its knees up, allowing Miss Kandy to sit on its chest and lean against its legs, stretching Her long legs out, She pushes the slave's wrists down with Her feet, making the slave even more helpless and subject to deeper foot gagging. Miss Dot starts to get even more aggressive gagging the slave with each foot, the slave tries to move its head away from the invading foot but it's no use. The slave finally gags so hard the foot comes out.

"Now let's try two feet. See Miss Kandy? You layer two feet together and then slide them down the slave's throat. I won't stop until my feet can't go any farther and just ignore the slave's noises. SLAVE! OPEN!"

Miss Dot puts both feet together just as She said and starts to slide both feet between the slave's lips, then into its mouth, and starts pushing down its throat. The slave is retching and trying to shake its head away, but Miss Kandy pins its head, enabling Miss Dot to keep sliding Her feet down its throat. Finally the slave gags hard enough to expel the foot, earning a series of foot slaps from Miss Dot:

"Ok, I think we've used this one as much as needed. Let's go relax and discuss the next training for this bitch"

Pro-Dominatrix Miss Dot is helping to instruct 18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore, who's just enslaved Her pervy stepdaddy, in the proper ways for a male slave to serve and honor a superior Female; in this case, starting at Her sacred feet. They have the slave prepped, on its back, wearing a blinding hood and spread-eagle thanks to twin spreader bars that secure his limbs helplessly. Miss Dot is wearing patent leather black spike stiletto heels, while Miss Kandy sports platform spike pink stiletto boots. They sit down on the sofa and put their feet up on the slave's body, using it as a footrest, Miss Dot says:

"Today I'm going to show you how a male slave properly honors, services, and worships your sacred feet. Males are beneath us, and so it's appropriate that they grovel at and worship the lowest parts of our bodies; namely our feet and asses"

She drags Her pumps over the slave's face and makes it kiss every inch of Her black patent stiletto pumps, and then Miss Kandy's outrageous pink platform boots before making it take them off with its teeth and warning the slave to not put a single mark on them. They have the slave hold out its tongue, Miss Dot instructs:

"Now, use the slave's tongue like an actual doormat; wipe your dirty foot up and down until you're satisfied it's sparkling clean and fresh. Punish if it isn't"

They take turns doing this and then have the slave start sucking their sweaty, stinky toes, making sure to lick and suck in between each toe for special toe jam treats. Miss Dot continuously crops the slave on its head and body to emphasize each point, giving the slave a growing collection of red stripes.

"Now I want you to show this male that it is literally the dirt under your feet. Stand on it and use it as a human carpet. Don't worry about hurting it, it can take it. You don't worry about hurting a carpet do you? Of course not"

The slave grunts as Miss Kandy climbs on top of its chest and starts bouncing up and down a little, the slave can't take a breath while it's also busy cleaning Miss Dot's dirty feet. She puts all of Her toes in the slave's mouth and starts pushing them further and further into the slave's mouth and down its throat, making the slave gag and expel the foot slightly before She pushes it back in. She then tells the slave:

"SLAVE! RECLINER POSITION!"

The slave puts its knees up, allowing Miss Kandy to sit on its chest and lean against its legs, stretching Her long legs out, She pushes the slave's wrists down with Her feet, making the slave even more helpless and subject to deeper foot gagging. Miss Dot starts to get even more aggressive gagging the slave with each foot, the slave tries to move its head away from the invading foot but it's no use. The slave finally gags so hard the foot comes out.

"Now let's try two feet. See Miss Kandy? You layer two feet together and then slide them down the slave's throat. I won't stop until my feet can't go any farther and just ignore the slave's noises. SLAVE! OPEN!"

Miss Dot puts both feet together just as She said and starts to slide both feet between the slave's lips, then into its mouth, and starts pushing down its throat. The slave is retching and trying to shake its head away, but Miss Kandy pins its head, enabling Miss Dot to keep sliding Her feet down its throat. Finally the slave gags hard enough to expel the foot, earning a series of foot slaps from Miss Dot:

"Ok, I think we've used this one as much as needed. Let's go relax and discuss the next training for this bitch"

Goddess Temptation and Her friend, 18-Year-Old Kandy Katore have just returned from a night out dancing in the clubs and their feet are sweaty and sore as they walk into a holding room where they keep their gimp in a long cage. The regal Goddess Temptation is clad in a black cat suit with black stiletto heels, Miss Kandy in black fishnets, a black romper and pink platform boots. They sit down on the gimp's cage, Goddess Temptation says:

"Damn, my feet are so sweaty and sore from dancing in the clubs for so many hours. I need a my feet cleaned and massaged. Hey, I have an idea-let's use the slave to lick our feet clean and We can massage them with its throat"

She sits on the cage and opens up the top, the slave is laying on its back inside, hands chained above its head and a blindfold on. They both pick up a riding crop and dangle their feet into the cage, Miss Kandy first does the slave a favor and removes Her oversized pink boots, Her fishnet stocking-covered feet pushed into the slave's face while Goddess Temptation's heels dig into the slave's body.

"Smell Her sweaty stockings, slave! Deep inhales, bitch!"

They both crop the slave's body, eliciting a yelp of pain from the slave. who's body is already covered in red welts from the fun they had with the gimp before they went out dancing. The slave continues sniffing Her stocking-covered sweaty feet, then is ordered to kiss them. The slave showers Her stinky feet with kisses, then is ordered to open its mouth so Miss Kandy can slide Her foot in. She gets about half of Her foot down the slave's throat before meeting gagging resistance from the slave. She switches feet and shoves the other one down its throat. Then Goddess Temptation takes a turn:

"Take My shoes off with your teeth, bitch. Good, now kiss and honor my feet. Now open your whore mouth"

She starts dipping one of Her size 10 feet into the slave's open mouth while Her other foot cradles the slave's head. She had the slave lick both of them clean and gives the slave some harsh foot slaps to the face as punishment for scraping Her royal foot with its teeth. Then they team up, both gagging the slave with a foot at the same time until it retches and chokes, then keeping it's mouth pried open with their toes so the other can cram a foot down its open throat. They trample the slave, walking on it's prone body while it gets a foot down its throat and can barely breathe. The slave a slobbering, whimpering, red-welt covered babbling mess by the time their done, slamming the cage door and locking it:

"Have a nice night, gimp"

Goddess Temptation and Her friend, 18-Year-Old Kandy Katore have just returned from a night out dancing in the clubs and their feet are sweaty and sore as they walk into a holding room where they keep their gimp in a long cage. The regal Goddess Temptation is clad in a black cat suit with black stiletto heels, Miss Kandy in black fishnets, a black romper and pink platform boots. They sit down on the gimp's cage, Goddess Temptation says:

"Damn, my feet are so sweaty and sore from dancing in the clubs for so many hours. I need a my feet cleaned and massaged. Hey, I have an idea-let's use the slave to lick our feet clean and We can massage them with its throat"

She sits on the cage and opens up the top, the slave is laying on its back inside, hands chained above its head and a blindfold on. They both pick up a riding crop and dangle their feet into the cage, Miss Kandy first does the slave a favor and removes Her oversized pink boots, Her fishnet stocking-covered feet pushed into the slave's face while Goddess Temptation's heels dig into the slave's body.

"Smell Her sweaty stockings, slave! Deep inhales, bitch!"

They both crop the slave's body, eliciting a yelp of pain from the slave. who's body is already covered in red welts from the fun they had with the gimp before they went out dancing. The slave continues sniffing Her stocking-covered sweaty feet, then is ordered to kiss them. The slave showers Her stinky feet with kisses, then is ordered to open its mouth so Miss Kandy can slide Her foot in. She gets about half of Her foot down the slave's throat before meeting gagging resistance from the slave. She switches feet and shoves the other one down its throat. Then Goddess Temptation takes a turn:

"Take My shoes off with your teeth, bitch. Good, now kiss and honor my feet. Now open your whore mouth"

She starts dipping one of Her size 10 feet into the slave's open mouth while Her other foot cradles the slave's head. She had the slave lick both of them clean and gives the slave some harsh foot slaps to the face as punishment for scraping Her royal foot with its teeth. Then they team up, both gagging the slave with a foot at the same time until it retches and chokes, then keeping it's mouth pried open with their toes so the other can cram a foot down its open throat. They trample the slave, walking on it's prone body while it gets a foot down its throat and can barely breathe. The slave a slobbering, whimpering, red-welt covered babbling mess by the time their done, slamming the cage door and locking it:

"Have a nice night, gimp"

19-Year-Old Goddess Temptation and 18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore are in the dungeon for an evening of advanced foot slavery. Goddess Temptation is showing Her younger friend the joys of the more extreme aspects of foot domination over worthless males. She wants to show Her how using just Her feet and chastity, She can enslave and completely control the average male and do whatever She wants with it. The two beautiful Female Supremacists are seated on twin thrones, both wearing super-sexy black PVC outfits that show off their perfect bodies. Goddess Temptation summons the slave in and it appears before Her:

"Slave, today we're going to take you through more advanced foot training so that you understand how to properly SERVICE AND WORSHIP OUR ROYAL FEET. Now turn the fuck around so I can cuff your wrists. HURRY UP. Miss Kandy, please attach the leash to the bitch"

"Gladly!"

Goddess Temptation has the slave start off by removing Her shoes with its teeth, carefully placing each shoe down on the floor. Miss Kandy has already removed Her boots since the slave cannot, but has on a pair of yellowish socks. Goddess Temptation says to Miss Kandy:

"Put those slimy, smelly socks in its face and pull the leash, so it can't escape"

Miss Kandy does, and yells at the slave to smell Her size 9 sweat-soaked socks. The slave starts sniffing at the moist, warm and cheesy smelling socks but Goddess Temptation isn't satisfied, She crops the slave hard, leaving a red welt and screams at it:

"I DON'T HEAR SNIFFING! Louder! You'd better show Her how much you love the smell of Her royal feet, maggot, I want to hear sniffing with enthusiasm and if you're not convincing I'll just keep whipping you until you are. How about that?"

Finally the slave does and is made to remove Her socks with its teeth, and then commence to sucking and licking the sweat and dirt from them, including:

"I want to hear sucking noises from in between Her toes, bitch. I know toe-jam is your favorite. Good slave. Now open your mouth as wide as you can....ok Kandy, stick Your foot in there as far as you can. You'll have to push. THANK HER FOR STICKING HER FOOT DOWN YOUR THROAT, SLAVE"

She starts dipping Her foot into the slave's mouth, deeper and deeper until at least half of it is down the slave's throat. Goddess Temptation is pulling on the leash and cropping its body, while Miss Kandy flogs the slave, who is now getting quite a collection of red welts all over its stomach and chest, yelping and sometimes screaming in pain as Goddess Temptation takes Her turn, Miss Kandy starts walking on its body, finally sitting on the slave's stomach while Goddess Temptation is heel popping and foot gagging the slave. They start to smother the slave, covering its airways with all four of their feet, completely cutting off its airways until it's gasping and choking for oxygen.

"Hey, let's both put our feet into its throat at the same time"

Miss Kandy puts Her size 9 foot in alongside Goddess Temptation's size 10, choking and gagging the slave, but Goddess keeps the slave's leash taut, and Her other foot holding down its head while Miss Kandy sits on its chest and holds down its arm with Her other foot. The slave is just a foot receptacle and cannot move its head or body. It gagging and choking are just ignored while they exhort the slave:

"Take it! Take them both slave, don't you DARE spit out our royal feet your worthless worm! You will take them deeper, we own that throat and that mouth. OPEN"

They gag the slave with their two feet, the slave retching and struggling but can't do a thing. Finally babbling, begging, and exhausted they leave the slave to recover until they return for more torments.

19-Year-Old Goddess Temptation and 18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore are in the dungeon for an evening of advanced foot slavery. Goddess Temptation is showing Her younger friend the joys of the more extreme aspects of foot domination over worthless males. She wants to show Her how using just Her feet and chastity, She can enslave and completely control the average male and do whatever She wants with it. The two beautiful Female Supremacists are seated on twin thrones, both wearing super-sexy black PVC outfits that show off their perfect bodies. Goddess Temptation summons the slave in and it appears before Her:

"Slave, today we're going to take you through more advanced foot training so that you understand how to properly SERVICE AND WORSHIP OUR ROYAL FEET. Now turn the fuck around so I can cuff your wrists. HURRY UP. Miss Kandy, please attach the leash to the bitch"

"Gladly!"

Goddess Temptation has the slave start off by removing Her shoes with its teeth, carefully placing each shoe down on the floor. Miss Kandy has already removed Her boots since the slave cannot, but has on a pair of yellowish socks. Goddess Temptation says to Miss Kandy:

"Put those slimy, smelly socks in its face and pull the leash, so it can't escape"

Miss Kandy does, and yells at the slave to smell Her size 9 sweat-soaked socks. The slave starts sniffing at the moist, warm and cheesy smelling socks but Goddess Temptation isn't satisfied, She crops the slave hard, leaving a red welt and screams at it:

"I DON'T HEAR SNIFFING! Louder! You'd better show Her how much you love the smell of Her royal feet, maggot, I want to hear sniffing with enthusiasm and if you're not convincing I'll just keep whipping you until you are. How about that?"

Finally the slave does and is made to remove Her socks with its teeth, and then commence to sucking and licking the sweat and dirt from them, including:

"I want to hear sucking noises from in between Her toes, bitch. I know toe-jam is your favorite. Good slave. Now open your mouth as wide as you can....ok Kandy, stick Your foot in there as far as you can. You'll have to push. THANK HER FOR STICKING HER FOOT DOWN YOUR THROAT, SLAVE"

She starts dipping Her foot into the slave's mouth, deeper and deeper until at least half of it is down the slave's throat. Goddess Temptation is pulling on the leash and cropping its body, while Miss Kandy flogs the slave, who is now getting quite a collection of red welts all over its stomach and chest, yelping and sometimes screaming in pain as Goddess Temptation takes Her turn, Miss Kandy starts walking on its body, finally sitting on the slave's stomach while Goddess Temptation is heel popping and foot gagging the slave. They start to smother the slave, covering its airways with all four of their feet, completely cutting off its airways until it's gasping and choking for oxygen.

"Hey, let's both put our feet into its throat at the same time"

Miss Kandy puts Her size 9 foot in alongside Goddess Temptation's size 10, choking and gagging the slave, but Goddess keeps the slave's leash taut, and Her other foot holding down its head while Miss Kandy sits on its chest and holds down its arm with Her other foot. The slave is just a foot receptacle and cannot move its head or body. It gagging and choking are just ignored while they exhort the slave:

"Take it! Take them both slave, don't you DARE spit out our royal feet your worthless worm! You will take them deeper, we own that throat and that mouth. OPEN"

They gag the slave with their two feet, the slave retching and struggling but can't do a thing. Finally babbling, begging, and exhausted they leave the slave to recover until they return for more torments.

18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore and 19-Year-Old Goddess Temptation want to have some fun with a slave during its breath-control training and push the slave harder than it ever has been. They have the slave completely helpless, chained, and hooded with hands above head on a bondage bed. The two budding young Female Supremacists walk up to the slave wearing just bras and panties, they jump up onto the slave's body, Goddess Temptation instructs Miss Kandy:

"We're going to test your breath control, bitch. We're going to smother you with our perfect pussies an asses, so you understand that is what controls you. We'll whip your pathetic body while your face is crammed into our sweaty, stinky crotches. Sit on the bitches face, Kandy"

Miss Kandy rises up on Her knees on the bed and drops Her black lace panty-covered pussy onto the slave's face. She starts counting the seconds while completely blocking the slave's airways with Her moist pussy. She sits with Her full weight, grinding Her pussy into the slave's face, explaining to Goddess Temptation:

"I've worn these for a couple of days now, worked out in them and masturbated last night like you suggested. These things are crusty and gross. You think the slave's enjoying that smell?"

She reaches down and holds the slave's head in place when it starts squirming around. Miss Kandy continually whips the slave's body, Goddess Temptation cropping its exposed flesh-one of them smothering the slave the entire time. Both do not hold back, covering the slave's body with angry red marks, they keep up a continual barrage of whipping and flogging. They switch places, with Goddess Temptation planting Her black panty-clad pussy over its face, silencing its cries and gasps. She starts counting down while Miss Kandy whips the slave's stomach and thighs. The slave starts moaning and thrashing around, unable to hold its breath as long with the attack on its exposed flesh going on and on. The slave struggles for air once She gets off, they change places again and this time use their sweet round asses for longer counts.

The slave is thrashing around, trying to get air as it suffers under the two teen 18+'s perfect crotches and has to endure a constant on its body, which is now almost completely covered in painful, bright red welts.

They get up to 70 seconds of pussy and ass smothering, the slave is quickly breaking down, becoming a blubbering, sobbing mess. Made to thank its tormentors for every painful mark left on its broken body while being constantly crushed and deprived of oxygen, in chains the entire time. It becomes clear the slave cannot take anymore. Goddess Temptation just throws Her riding crop on the slave's body and says:

"This is EXACTLY how you want Your male: helpless and in agony, cowering before you. Now lets leave this bitch to rest up while we get the next torment ready"

18-Year-Old Miss Kandy Katore and 19-Year-Old Goddess Temptation want to have some fun with a slave during its breath-control training and push the slave harder than it ever has been. They have the slave completely helpless, chained, and hooded with hands above head on a bondage bed. The two budding young Female Supremacists walk up to the slave wearing just bras and panties, they jump up onto the slave's body, Goddess Temptation instructs Miss Kandy:

"We're going to test your breath control, bitch. We're going to smother you with our perfect pussies an asses, so you understand that is what controls you. We'll whip your pathetic body while your face is crammed into our sweaty, stinky crotches. Sit on the bitches face, Kandy"

Miss Kandy rises up on Her knees on the bed and drops Her black lace panty-covered pussy onto the slave's face. She starts counting the seconds while completely blocking the slave's airways with Her moist pussy. She sits with Her full weight, grinding Her pussy into the slave's face, explaining to Goddess Temptation:

"I've worn these for a couple of days now, worked out in them and masturbated last night like you suggested. These things are crusty and gross. You think the slave's enjoying that smell?"

She reaches down and holds the slave's head in place when it starts squirming around. Miss Kandy continually whips the slave's body, Goddess Temptation cropping its exposed flesh-one of them smothering the slave the entire time. Both do not hold back, covering the slave's body with angry red marks, they keep up a continual barrage of whipping and flogging. They switch places, with Goddess Temptation planting Her black panty-clad pussy over its face, silencing its cries and gasps. She starts counting down while Miss Kandy whips the slave's stomach and thighs. The slave starts moaning and thrashing around, unable to hold its breath as long with the attack on its exposed flesh going on and on. The slave struggles for air once She gets off, they change places again and this time use their sweet round asses for longer counts.

The slave is thrashing around, trying to get air as it suffers under the two teen 18+'s perfect crotches and has to endure a constant on its body, which is now almost completely covered in painful, bright red welts.

They get up to 70 seconds of pussy and ass smothering, the slave is quickly breaking down, becoming a blubbering, sobbing mess. Made to thank its tormentors for every painful mark left on its broken body while being constantly crushed and deprived of oxygen, in chains the entire time. It becomes clear the slave cannot take anymore. Goddess Temptation just throws Her riding crop on the slave's body and says:

"This is EXACTLY how you want Your male: helpless and in agony, cowering before you. Now lets leave this bitch to rest up while we get the next torment ready"