Jasmine Flowers steps through the door after a long day at the office, still in her tight corporate dress that strains across her big Latina breasts, and her foot slave is already on his knees where he belongs. She drops into her chair without a word, kicks off her heels, and presents her tired, beautiful feet; he leans in at once to kiss, lick, and suck each toe while his hands work a deep, devoted massage into her soles and arches. She watches him with lazy satisfaction, occasionally pressing a foot harder against his mouth or sliding toes over his tongue, reminding him that this is his purpose—worshipping the woman who owns him the moment she comes home.

Despite multiple attempts, nobody has been able to cure Good Boi Pup's humping problem. Today, he has been brought to Jasmine Flowers' Good Boi Clinic, in the hopes she has a solution. After a quick physical examination, Doctor Flowers thinks she knows exactly what to do with this horny Pup. After all, he can't stop humping during the exam or when she turns her back. He even sniffs her ass and buries his nose between her luscious cheeks.

While Pup is turned away, Jasmine slides on her giant strap-on and proceeds to lube it up, along with Pup's waiting asshole. She flips him on his back so she can see the horniness leave his eyes as she fucks him long and deep. Doctor Flowers is going to be the one doing all the humping today. She is going to fuck the hump right out of Good Boi Pup.

Over and over she thrusts her giant strap-on in and out of his ass, making him moan and whimper and howl. But because he took his treatment so well, Jasmine gave him a treat and sucked on his sensitive, pierced nipples while she pegged him, before allowing him to play with hers.

When Doctor Flowers is satisfied that she has delivered enough treatment to Good Boi Pup, she tells him to tell all his friends at the dog park. She better not see him back in her office. But being that naughty, horny Pup that he is, he'll probably come back just to bite that juicy ass again...

I eat bean heavy chipotle while i use the perfect little fart slut as a seat so soak up all my gas as i chow down. making sure to not only sniff up all the farts i let out but also lick up every bit of noxious gas.

I was positioned in the face sitting box in Jasmine Flowers’ private office, still wearing my suit from the morning meetings when she decided it was time for my real work. She took her time undressing me right there—sliding my jacket off my shoulders, loosening my tie and pulling it free, then unbuttoning my shirt until my chest and cock were completely exposed. Her hand wrapped around me, stroking slowly and deliberately while she looked down and told me this was exactly what I needed to do to keep my position as her intern. Then she lifted her skirt, settled her bare pussy and ass directly over my face, and sat down fully, pressing every inch of her weight onto me so I was completely smothered beneath her.

She started riding right away, rocking her hips in slow, deep circles that rubbed her wet pussy all over my mouth and nose. Jasmine came on my face the first time with a long, satisfied moan, her thighs tightening around my head as she flooded my tongue. She stayed right there and kept going, lifting up just enough to breathe before dropping back down to ride me again and again, using my face for every one of her orgasms until she was dripping and satisfied. Only after she was finished did she turn around, take my throbbing cock back in her hand, and stroke me with that same steady rhythm until I exploded hard all over myself. She patted my cheek, told me what a good boy I was, and sent me home still dazed—knowing I’d be back in the box tomorrow, ready to serve as her personal office sex slave every single day.

Mistress Dolly opens the doors to her private Femdom Academy—where theory gets tested in real time and confidence is everything.

This session features creator dom Jasmine Flowers, who claims the title... but has yet to prove she can own it. Under Mistress Dolly’s guidance, she’s put through a hands-on training experience covering the essentials of dominant presence, control, and real-world scene dynamics—including introductory strap-on work, intensity control, pegging positions, and foundational impact play technique.

But training is only half the story.

At the end of the session, the decision is yours:

Does Jasmine Flowers graduate as a certified Femdom in the making... or does she stay a student and return for more advanced training?

Cast your vote in the comments and decide her fate in the Femdom Academy.

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put that tounge deep in my ass spit in it and lick it up like a nasty slut

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lets see who can has the best stroke. put on that strap and see how deep you dig and after i want you to bend over and take this dick

Jasmine Flowers body is thick in all the right places. The definition of Curvy. Her aura is soo sexy. The way she looks taking cock is dangerous! Watching her face and body tale my cock adds a whole layer of discipline to my stroke game. Her ass is a wonder of enjoyment, an ass many would love to have. I wasn't sure if she was going to be able to take all of me, but she definitely did. And she ate up those hard backshots with so much pleasure!

Bound in latex and stripped of every privilege, Slayer is dragged outside by Jasmine Flowers — a breathtaking, busty PAWG who knows exactly how to weaponize her curves. The tight latex bodysuit leaves him helpless, wrists restrained, body stiff, and senses sharpened as Jasmine leads him by the chin like her personal toy.

Jasmine has one rule tonight: he doesn’t get sex... he serves .

She pushes him to the ground, straddles his face, and grinds down with slow, taunting control. Her thickness smothers him, her moans drip with domination, and every movement reminds him how close he is to pleasure he’ll never receive. Jasmine uses his face like her throne, rubbing in deep, teasing strokes that make him whimper inside the suit.

When she’s satisfied, she pulls away only to strap a dildo gag to his mouth — locking him into silence and obedience. As she tightens the buckles, Jasmine leans in with a wicked smile and whispers:

“This is the closest you’ll ever get to smelling my scent.”

Humiliated, gagged, and denied, he’s left kneeling in the night air — nothing more than Jasmine Flower’s latex-wrapped worship toy.