I am constantly asked what qualities a slave must possess to be accepted into my stable. Well, you moron, it is incredibly simple! He must sacrifice himself, he must suffer for me, and he must put me first—no matter what once seemed important to him. In this audio, I will tell you exactly what it means to sacrifice yourself for me, to suffer for me, and to make sacrifices for me. I will drill these three attributes into your birdbrain until they are burned into your DNA, and it becomes second nature for you to make them the foundation of your pathetic slave existence!

You are such a pathetic loser! With that tiny, crooked cock of yours, you are completely incapable of sexually satisfying a woman. To do the world a favor—and to spare women the disappointment of someone like you—I’m going to invite you over and put an end to your family planning once and for all. Just listen to how I’m going to torment your useless balls until they burst, right along with your dream of having a family of your own!

When it’s 30° Celcius in the shade, or when I walk home barefoot after a night of dancing, my feet get dirty really fast. Naturally, that’s not a state of affairs that can last long. It’s a good thing I always have one of my foot slaves on hand to take care of the job. Yeah, I know—that makes your mouth water, doesn't it, you little foot-licker? Buy this treat and enjoy over 20 minutes of top-notch foot pampering!

After months of lockdown, during which my slaves couldn't visit me, my garden has naturally turned into a veritable jungle. For, of course, I didn't lift a single finger myself—preferring instead to occupy myself with fleecing my slaves, shopping, and tending to my beauty regimen. So, I’ve summoned my garden slave once again to work at the flowerbeds and trim back the bushes. Lulled into a false sense of complacency by the silence of the lawnmower, my lover and I went out for a leisurely Coke—only to discover that this dim-witted oaf would rather play with his little prick than actually do his job. Naturally, such insubordination cannot go unpunished. Since he apparently lacks the brains to operate a lawnmower, I decided to "spruce up" this little garden-pussy with a slutty bra and make him finish the job the "English" way—using a pair of nail scissors. :D After all, I’m not a monster; I’m always willing to accommodate my slaves' lack of skills.^^

However, the day called for further behavioral correction; and so, from this moment on, he will be sucking on stems rather than cutting them...

It’s time for a deep house cleaning once again. Naturally, it goes without saying that I won't be doing this filthy work myself; I’ll have my slaves do it instead. After all, I certainly don't want to get my pretty fingers dirty. For my bimbos, however, this kind of work is just right. And that goes for this prime specimen, too. Dressed in the proper sissy outfit, he actually cuts a rather passable figure. As a cleaning fairy, on the other hand, he looks utterly ridiculous—so ridiculous, in fact, that a Master friend of mine and I can do nothing but laugh hysterically at him, making no secret of our amusement even in front of the other slaves.

Even the few lashes administered by myself and the Master didn't really do much to improve his work performance. In the end, he’s probably better off down in the depths of the sewers—or beneath the soles of my shoes. Think you can do better?

Hello, "dear" Peeping Toms, gropers and harassers! Every time I'm on the road, I'm happy to meet you right in the middle ... of your private parts! Because with such a riff-raff like you, I’m losing my cool so you end up lying on the floor and licking my shoes. Tip # 1: Stay away from me unless you want a serious pounding. Tip 2: Buy a rubber doll, which cannot fight back. Bye!

It’s time for some severe „Men Pain“! Of course my brand-new cbt-glas-table called into action. This special thing allows me to walk right on the balls of a slave body down there comfortably. You can take it literally! If something wiggles afterwards under my feet will get an unpleasant meeting with my ruthless stiletto heels. „smile“ ... Somebody wants to have smashed balls? Tell me, bimbo!

Fixed in plastic on a 2 meter long plank, unable to move and helpless delivered, eyes and ears shut – so my hours taken psycho- and torment marathon begins with a fat slavepig. In part 1 you can see how I hit and kick this bastard with metall spikes – naturally just on these parts that hurts most. And because this stupid down to my feet have nothing to see, hear and check, when he get the hits, he trembles like a leaf because of fear. So cute! If you little voyeurs didnt’t see enough, no problem. The horror goes on in part 2...

Off to testicle-hell – including infernal pain. I crush until the slavepig on the floor before me squeaks. Just for my fun of it. First with my divine and gorgeous feet then with my new Frye boots. These boots have a nice angular tread which make a lasting impression on the loser beneath me. Finally you see the compulsive kicks in the middle. I have devilish fun in doing some things over and over again. :-D Next victim, please!!!

For me there is nothing better than a romantic place at a lake – just chilling, dreaming & relaxing. Just as I start cuddling with my lover I recognize a peeper behind the bush with his mobile phone. Apparently, this perverted had filmed us at making out and I was really pissed off about it. So my honey and I grap ped this stupid fucktard and take him to a propper task. We bound him to a tree and hit him severly in his face and groin! Watch this clip and see it by yourself ... and don’t ever let you catch yourself peeping by me.^^

Last time: I wanted to go to the city by the citybus and go to the bus stop. When I had arrived the bus stop, there lies a living loser-body on the ground. So I simply step on this shitbag and lightened up my cigarette. Then I digged my heels of my boots in this body and push out my cigarette on his skin. Well, ok – the bus didn’t come but I had my fun anyway. And I had also took the cash from this meercat *laugh*. See it.Hint: This Clip is filmed as vertical video. So it is in widescreen. So turn your screens (Mobile Phone, Tablet, Laptop) in the right position or turn your neck in 90 degrees left downwards – and dislocate your neck.^^

A classic Cash&Go in public such it is known by you – but sprinkled with little vulgarities! Because to top it all off the fat old pig I was going to meet was one of the kind „Tight is right“. ^^ An absolute no-go! In no time the little failure gets some faceslaps and kicks from me. I don’t give a sh it off what the passersby would think about this scenary. Sometimes I can’t hold back myself. Then I rummage a little in my bag and get a scissor. His necktie was destroyed in no time. Bye little stupid!