Mistress Mercy stretches across her slave on the red bench, trapping his neck between her thighs in a tight scissor as he lies beneath her. She eases the pressure just enough and orders him to lift his nose into her crack; the moment it arrives she releases a wet-sounding blast straight into his face. Her thighs clamp down harder around his neck until his face flushes red. She remarks that she ate some nasty food the night before, yanks his head back into the cleft, and lets another one rip. Her rounded ass looks lovely as two more quick bursts follow. Mercy twists around, settles on his chest while still squeezing his neck between her thighs, then slides sideways so her plump cheeks crush his nose. Another fart escapes as she tells him she might have to make him her toilet too and says that would be nice for him. She keeps releasing them while seated on his head.

She directs him to kneel on the floor while she reclines on the bench and presents her ass to his face again. He crawls in and presses his nose into her crack; she answers with fart after fart after fart. Mercy then tells him to kiss her cheeks. Once she feels emptied she shoves him away and commands him to worship her nylon-covered feet. She mocks him for being constantly rejected by women and now doing anything to stay close, including sniffing farts and worshiping stinky feet. As he kisses her soles she announces she is going to rest and reminds him that if she releases more while she is out he had better rise quickly and snort every last one because she does not like the smell.

The scene opens with gorgeous Mistress Mercy sitting on the discipline bench and calling her in her slave to sniff her red nylon covered toes. The fabric is dank from wearing stilettos all day and she rubs them all over his face and sticks her toes in his mouth. She then pulls his mouth wide apart with both big toes and says a big mouth like that should have a cock stuck in it.

Eventually she slides forward and wraps her legs around his neck. She now subjects him to some intense squeezing leaving him dozy and disoriented. She tells him he was out for over an hour and his session is over. She walks away to attend to another slave, little does he know it was only a few seconds and in the dungeon the slaves have no concept of time anyway.

blazed brat and i are back with another SPH, this time with a lucky sub locked up to remind you just how pathetic you are that you’re watching this behind a screen and not witnessing our humiliation in the flesh. but you’re not worthy/ especially not with that minuscule sorry excuse for a “cock” you definitely don’t have big balls and a cute cage like our sub either... fucking loser.

Mistress Mercy stands barefoot on the black floor box that locks her slave in place, his head framed in the hole, arms pinned at the sides, naked body stretched across the patterned rug. She brings the thin cane down across the soles of his feet, then his thighs, then the backs of his hands, each strike landing sharp and precise. She steps over his face so he can press his mouth to her tattooed feet, then draws her foot back and drives a kick straight into his balls. He jerks in the stocks as she works him over, caning and kicking in a steady rhythm while he stays locked and available.

She gathers the string of black clothespins and clips them one after another along his balls and the skin around his cock until they form a tight zipper. She looks down at him through the hole, then yanks the string so the pins rip free in one pull. She tells him to get used to having his balls worked over. The slave breaks, crying like a baby while she stands over him and claims every twitch.

we were so sick of our boyfriends- so we made the best decision yet- to shrink them! we tease and humiliate them- stinking them in our fishnet feet and smooshing them with our toes. they can’t say no to us, can’t fight back, can’t talk back, and we completely have the upper hand.. not that we didn’t already of course ;) we love trapping you in our fishnet feet- and we know you love it too.

Mistress Mercy stands beside the bench in her red lace bodysuit, tattoos covering her neck, chest, arms and legs as she studies the welts already marking the naked slave bent over the pink-studded pad. His balls hang freely behind him. She taps the existing marks with the thin cane. “Oh, these nice little marks on you. Mm-hmm. Just a little paintball excursion. Hmm. However, I don’t think your ass matches. Hmm. Should we change that? Your balls, I see you just left them hanging out for me.” She pokes the dangling sack with the cane tip. “Good boy. You must have left those for a reason, right? I’d hate to accidentally hit them. I just know you want me to cane those really hard. Hmm? I find if you can make the slave cry, it’s really good for their overall mental health, helps break down that tough betaboy armor. Break it down, Mm-hmm, with some tough discipline.”

She starts landing the cane across his ass. “Go ahead and count out 10 hard ones for me.” He counts each stroke as the wood cracks against him—one through ten—then she keeps going harder. “I lost count but that was at least five or six. Should we do the same for your balls now?” Five sharp strikes hit the hanging balls. “Balls are fully out and ready. Mm-hmm.” She grips and stretches the testicles a foot from his body. “And just stretch them out, make sure there’s a really good target.” The cane snaps across the taut sack. “If you take it really well maybe I’ll have my other slave crawl in here and lick your balls all better.” Harder blows follow; he screams. She returns to his ass with even greater intensity. “Are you getting warmed up, slave?” He cries out as the cane keeps raining down on his ass.

If you love the thought of being a beautiful woman's ass slave and fart sniffer this is the clip for you as you see some of the best farts Miss Ryan, Mistress Mercy, Goddess Violet, Mistress Raven and Mistress Kandy have blasted in their slaves faces in the past. Only 3 minutes but over 30 farts, it's non-stop farting to go along with some really erotic verbals. You'll love it and probably hot enough to be your go to clip when you want to squeeze one out but don't have much time.

Mistress Mercy finishes working the slave over on the St. Andrew’s cross, landing solid wooden paddle strokes across his already welted back and ass before telling him he is pathetic and ordering him to crawl. He drops to the floor and crosses the ornate rug on hands and knees to the red leather bench, where she positions him on his back with his head at the edge. She sits on his face while still wearing her black skirt, cutting off his air and comments, then lifts briefly so he can breathe before settling again.

She pulls the skirt down, tugs her panties out of the way, and lowers her ass directly onto his mouth so his tongue can reach her. She notes the marks covering his body and that he has earned this, then wraps her hand around his cock and uses it like a joystick, tugging and twisting to pull his tongue deeper into her ass while she stays seated and in control.

You’re already lucky to be seeing us naked right now... could you imagine getting the opportunity to lay down in the bath tub while our pee trickles all over you? Be our toilet slave slut

Mistress Mercy settles naked onto her slave’s face the moment the scene begins, her full weight pressing down as she asks if he has been thinking about getting his tongue up her ass all day. She grinds firmly without giving him air, telling him how much she loves the way he struggles beneath her. When he taps her ass and turns his head for a breath she scolds him sharply, reminding him there are no tap-out rules and that he does exactly what she wants. She drops back onto his face at once, the camera catching perfect upward angles of her round ass and tattooed body as it completely buries him. She rocks and wiggles without lifting, testing how long he can hold his breath for her before finally rising so he can gasp and refill his lungs.

Instead of sitting again she leans forward and orders him to lick her ass; he dives in eagerly while she fingers her pussy and moans that the feeling is making her so horny. Mercy then turns into a reverse position and lowers herself once more so his tongue can rim her deeper. She keeps stroking herself the whole time, building steadily until she cums hard all over his face. Standing up she tells him to leave her juices right there as his new cologne and sends him off to his business meeting, then drops into the chair to give one last lingering tease of her nude body, fingers still playing over her wet pussy as she smiles. So seductive and a body that sizzles!

Mistress Mercy strides into the dungeon and finds both slaves ready, one stretched naked across the red padded top of the cage and the other locked inside the bars below. She hops up onto the platform, settles her ass directly over the upper slave’s face, and begins grinding slowly up and down, pressing her full weight into him while the denim fabric of her skirt scrapes across his mouth and nose. The caged slave stares up in pure envy as she drapes one long leg over the bars and orders him to lick and kiss her heavy black boot, letting him taste the only reward she is willing to share while his rival receives the real prize.

She peels the skirt higher so her bare soft cheeks drop onto the slave’s face, smothering him completely as she demands his tongue deep up her ass. He struggles for air beneath the plump heat of her ass while she rides him harder, laughing at how ungrateful he is after she left herself unwashed for him. When she finally lifts just enough to let him gasp, she turns into a reverse straddle that gives a perfect view of her pretty pink hole and thick tattooed cheeks gliding and spreading across his features, then stretches both legs forward so her entire body weight pins him flat. The caged slave watches every second of the privilege he is denied, still obediently worshiping the sole of her boot, both slaves competing harder for the next chance at her ass.

You've become so curious about the scent of my pussy. I can't blame you – with how pretty my pussy is, of course you'd love to sniff the aroma and maybe taste my dripping juices. However, the closest you can get is picking out my hottest pair of worn panties. Good thing I have so many to choose from – g-string thongs, full-back bikini, and lacey panties. So many for you to choose, obsess over, and sniff. I deny you my pussy while teasing you, trying on every style of panties you'd love to see me in. I'd only allow you to ever taste my sweet pussy juices from my worn, used panties. That makes you still pretty lucky though, right?

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