Miss Anna and Myself adore slutty spitroasts and today We are tormenting flash's holes. Wearing plush purple satin lingerie and big giant black strap ons, We waste no time stretching him out. Miss Anna uses his mouth, I push his head down the cock as I enter him from the rear. We fuck him furiously, My thrusts opening his throat onto Miss Annas huge cock whilst he gags. I fuck him flat out before flipping him over and spreading him open for Miss Anna to enjoy. he is tossed around like a sex toy and pegged in countless positions.

Some slaves do not enjoy using their pathetic cocks in any conventional way. They much prefer to be used as a pussy — a tiny, useless pussy fit for nothing more than a metal rod. Strapped into the gyno chair, completely unable to move, legs spread wide and locked in place, his useless cock lies at our mercy. We make full use of this slave.

Dressed in black nylon and PVC, we waste no time. I take his cock in hand and begin slowly teasing him, humiliating the small, stiff shaft while watching him grow more and more excited. Miss Tainted starts applying lube generously over the head. I can feel him pulsing in my grip, trembling with eager anticipation. Once he is thoroughly wet, we take the first sounding rod. Like a little slut, his cock accepts it straight away. With each long, deliberate stroke of the rod, he is pleasured from the inside exactly like a real pussy.

He cannot help but watch as his cock is tormented. Like the slut he is, I prepare the next, thicker rod. As I do, the slave is given the privilege of licking his own juices from the first one.

His cock is rock hard now, ready and eager to take the next sounding rod. It slides deeper and deeper inside him, yet I can tell he can take more. Miss Tainted lubricates an even larger rod, continuing to train his tiny pussy to open wider. While she works, she takes the opportunity to press a finger against the stretched opening and, with some resistance, pushes it inside his slutty cock-pussy.

The sight makes me a little jealous. I take my turn, sliding my own finger into that tight, used hole and fucking it slowly continuing to stretch him from within.

What a good slave, taking so much.

Today I have two slaves in my presence. Slave T, totally devoted to me yet craves cock and Slave M, who is so willing to share his.

Wearing snake pattern lingerie, black nylon stockings and my pink strap on, I want slave T to suck all the cocks I have prepared for him and he seems so eager and ready. I lube his mouth my spit and waste no time instructing his slutty lips around my pink strap-on. Such a dirty little strap-on whore. But it isn’t a strap on that he really wants and with some reluctance he admits to wanting a real hard cock that throbs as it gets harder in his mouth the more he sucks it.

Turning around, he gets to see Slave M waiting and I as I start his tease his cock in front on Slave T, I want his mouth and wet and ready to suck it. I want to him to take every inch of that cock, turning him into a little bi slut, able to take cock and load after load without gagging.

Sure enough it doesn’t make much convincing before his lips are around him, slowly teasing him, sucking the head of that hard cock, taking him deeper into his slutty mouth. Teasing him, licking him, the saliva dripping from his lips. It never ceases to amaze me the desperation men have for another cock. I think you are all just sluts, willing give and take pleasure from whom ever is willing.

But I want to take this session further, I want Slave T spit roasted. I want both his slutty holes filled and as he continues to wrap his lips around that hard, wet cock. I glove my hand and with some lube start to open his arse. Sliding one then two fingers inside him, finger fucking the slutty hole building more desperation.

And so, once he is ready, I get him on his back, his legs up spread wide and ready for me to slide my strap on inside, his moans are glorious. Such a slut for cock.

But let’s not forget Slave M who wastes no time, filling his mouth, not only with cock, but balls also. This desperate cock hungry slave being filled, desperately wanking his own useless pussy free cock. Wanting that sweet release form that orgasm, which ultimately is denied. He is here today to take cock, that is his purpose, not to cum.

Brought in and instructed to her knees, My slut heloise is in her favourite predicament. Three cocks before her she greedily starts to devour Miss Annas, her slutiness has no shame as she eyes Kanes cock, We all know she's desperate to feel his warm flesh fill her hole. She services all three of Us, ensuring We stay hard constantly. A blow job buffet as she works on each of as We lie there and watch her. So aroused We want to stretch her by shoving all three dicks in her mouth at once. I am shaping her to be the slut of all sluts that dreams od dick and drinking cum every waking minute of the day !

Three candidates find themselves in My clinic. Seated and locked in chastity. The clinic is run to extract cum samples from the male patients. Who put themselves forward for the studies we enact. Desperate to find a use for the male species we have found our investors rather obsessed with spunk. The growing need to test it and the response of the male body when it is extracted. Nurse Anna Elie and Miss Envy are ready to begin the study.

Our experiments have included dehumanising and distraction But this particular study requires the cocks locked. Teased and to engage with each candidate. Using individual kinks against them. To excite and provoke high levels of arousal. From worn panties draped over faces, armpit worship, bare pussy facesitting and spitting in open mouths. Each of them is teased and excited in varying ways.

Will the alluring presence of the latex clad nurses be enough to extract a good load from the men? or will the Chasity devices prove to be too efficient and keep the semen in their balls. Edged desperate and with a deep yearning for release? Nimble fingers and seductive behaviour will have them in a state.

Usually we disregard the patient focussing purely on the physical, having found little use for the male brain before hand. However this time the psychological torment is dialled up and utilised in new and vicious ways.

One of the PVC and boot-loving slaves is knelt before Lady Dark Angel and her guest Miss Anna Elite with the ladies very well aware of the man’s longing to worship both their outfits and thigh high boots. He is permitted to worship their boots first, approaching the task with great enthusiasm, slavishly kissing leather boots

Being very aware of this slave’s weaknesses, the ladies plan to tease him relentlessly, perhaps even making him believe the ladies would touch his cock with their shiny boots or gloved hands. The slave is ordered to sit on the bench between the ladies as they begin to tease him relentlessly, Miss Anna using her gloved hand working away at the slave’s cock while Lady Dark Angel teases the slave’s balls with the point of her boot

The ladies tease and drive him wild, making him beg for release as the man’s pleas are met by the cruel laughter of Lady Dark Angel and the urgent tormenting of Miss Anna Elite. Time and again the man is under huge pressure to cum but orders are called out to him by Lady Dark Angel. After the ceaseless torment, will the slave finally be permitted his hard-earned release?

It's always so much fun to make Our submissive men play cruel games for Our amusement, and what a great game We have in store!

As Miss Anna Elite says, We always choose what is in store for Our gimps, but today We are going to leave it up to fate in the form of a coin toss!

One slave will get pleasure, one will get pain, but We administer both!

Slave B subjected to heavy hand spanks from Me and a stingy whipping from Miss Anna, while Slave G gets pegged by Us both accompanied by the sound of said stingy whip and Slave B's cries!

At least 3 of us had a good time!

Dressed in black, from My high-heeled, over-knee boots to My darkly comfortable PVC I command My prisoner, slave A, to approach. The words from My red lips are a demanding directive that no sub can ignore. My boy willingly positions himself over My bench “We both know that your fate is sealed” I confirm!

My naked slave A; his roseate buttocks and legs ready to open wide for Me! What a submissive sight, as he should be. My imperious gaze inspects and analyses the slave, then I pay particular attention to the sub’s ass. I slap My boy’s cheeks, building him up to the point where I will “thoroughly punish” his hole. My slave A confirms that he is ready and he begs for it “Yes, please, Miss Anna!” For once a sub’s words exactly match his body; this sub’s hole is ready and willingly to be taken and destroyed.

I am pleased that My preparation of slave A has brought him to this point and now I cannot wait to get My point across fully, deeply, expansively and memorably for all concerned. Time for “My strap-on aggression” and I select a beautiful, long red cock with which to fill My harness. I show My boy what he will be dealing with “...want it so much, Miss Anna!” I have My boy hold his ass open, showing himself to all viewers and I warm his hole up with My fingers.

I slip deep into the sub, filling slave A, sinking in firmly as he moans. My boy begins to hold onto the bench for dear life as I climb into him and assert My dominating, overwhelming role in his life. The view from behind shows My cock punching into the sub’s ass and it allows an embarrassing comparison for My slave’s little willy, dangling uselessly between his legs. My gorgeous ass powers into the sub, as the slave’s own ass is split open. My slave whimpers as I thrust rhythmically, owning the hole as I hold slave A’s head down, pushing it into the bench.

My boy’s greedy hole swallows My strap-on right up. I allow no choice, having My slave accept his place as I change position at My whim. I enjoy taking this hole, My boy feels good as I press in deep. I hear that slutty hole slurping against My strap-on, what a wet little slut I am shafting! I climb on My boy, plunging the cock into him from all angles and then I kneel on the bench, right above My boy, pumping him full and completing the humiliating process. I accept My boy’s submission, relentlessly pummelling him. I use My boy’s legs to provide purchase to screw him ever more deeply “This is wonderful, Miss Anna!”

The pounding is everything that slave A deserved. The slave’s submission and whimpered thanks are My due. I own My slave A internally and externally; his body and mind are imprisoned by Me, and his lifelong prison sentence will be served in full, without hope of parole!

I recline upon My regal bed, with a lucky and, utterly desperate, slave K beside Me. I have seduced My boy’s cock and mind with My beauty and power, My lingerie, My high-heeled boots and My intent. This sub is fully open, vulnerable to Me and gagging for whatever I bring and which spicy little games that I choose to play.

I have been tormenting slave K all day and, once more, I handle his cock – fattening it up, exciting him. I have edged him, denied all release and filled his balls until they have swollen generously. My boy’s face is red from the exertion of being used in this way. I sit over him, looking down as I manipulate his erect cock and wreck his self-control.

I assert My orders; there will be no cumming without permission. My boy will absorb My attentions, even as he amuses Me. My firm grip builds the next tease up and My slave sighs with unrequited need. I waste no time, swinging My legs over his, climbing aboard and looking down upon him. I feel slave K’s cock stiffen still further, and it bobs up against My panties. What a greedy slave K, his male desperation found wanting by My patient, measured control.

I keep My panties positioned over slave K’s cock, having his head feel the material without “...the satisfaction of being inside of them.” My boy’s breathing is deep now, his cock at full stiffness. But I am not done, I swing over and place My ass, in those tight, warm panties over My slave’s face. I look into the camera innocently, as I demand that My boy savours the sweet aromas circling his face. I see his cock twitching excitedly, desperate to plunge into My cleavage. Instead, I grip the pulsing member in My gloved hands and stroke him further into denied pleasure.

My boy’s deep breaths, his fat cock ready to explode. I read slave K like a book, dictating his responses and then letting go off his teased cock, denying release. Within seconds I am taking him closer, stroking his soaked cock towards the edge. Now My boy groans and his moans please Me; I find many rewards in working My subs over and slave K does not disappoint Me. How much more will he take? I fondle, caress and squeeze his hard inches. My boy tenses, admitting that he cannot take much more. My smile grows as I edge him, owning the process as well as the frustrated cock.

Once again I tease, only to deny. I increase the torment, sitting back onto My slave’s face-seat. Evey part of My body seems to be a torment for the weakened male beneath Me. My ass now controls the slave’s responses, whether the cadence of his breath or the stiffness of his cock. I have so much time and yet My boy may only think in sexual milliseconds. The smothering of My boy, generously having him sniff My panties, sends slave K’s flagpole rising high. I know he wishes to fly the white flag of surrender, but I am not ready for feeble male gestures.

“No choice in breathing!” I continue My denial training. Denied of air, denied of pleasure – My slave is given My control and trained further in what that means for him. My needs and My fun are paramount, even as he gulps air down feverishly whilst remaining hard for Me. Now I take him closer to the edge of spunking as he groans loudly, underneath My dominant ass and sensual lingerie. Denial of pleasure is what this boy deserves, I decide to ruin him.

I rub his stiffness intermittently, until with a shout My boy’s spunk eases out onto his stomach. A ruin if ever I saw one, as I watch and laugh “ruined, dripping, released” I milk every bit out. With accustomed discipline I have My boy open wide and feed his cum straight back inside him, having him savour the tasty treat. My boy thanks Me and I promise to build his frustration once again!

slave c is truly terrified of ballbusting which is why it bring such immense pleasure and satisfaction. Whilst I adore My own trained ball busting slaves who revel in a kicking, slave c is such a unique victim as his tears and screams of fear are such a turn on. Miss Anna and Myself warm up his sad sacs with Our pvc glossy boots. he's already whimpering! We take turns flipping him over and booting him from behind and the front. We pin him against the work tops and knee him in the nuts repeatedly. he is snivelling and dripping, sobbing, crying and shaking throughout. he is thrown on the floor ready for stomping as We delight in his misery.

While waiting for their pvc-loving slave appear before them, Lady Dark Angel and Miss Anna Elite discuss the man's weaknesses and the manner by which he gets easily excited by the feel of a vibrator on his cock, that the man is by now so frustrated he will do anything they ask . The slave had been locked in a cock cage which Lady Dark Angel removes with the key in her possession as the ladies use their shiny pvc outfits and thigh-length boots to tease their frustrated slave. He is warned early in the proceedings that no matter how excited he becomes, he must not cum.

The ladies of course do not make it easy for the slave as using their boots, they lock him in a hold while no sooner that Lady Dark Angel rubs her black vibrator against his cock does the slave become totally uncontrollable and shoots his load. For that, he is made to humiliatingly slap his own cock. The slave's orgasm is totally ruined especially as he had been deprived the opportunity of properly cuming as the ladies remark on how sad he looks.

I am as comfortably, stylishly clothed as My Female slave is naked. I have

her bent over a spanking bench; very prettily, but not quite just so. “Stand

up straight, present your bottom” I command and the slave’s response is

gratifyingly instantaneous. My girl straightens her legs and the consequent,

inviting, curve of her ass is shown to all. I trace My fingers over her skin,

feeling her tremble. I have warmed My girl up “everywhere else, all in

preparation for what is coming for your bottom.”

I begin, slapping her ass cheeks. The first, percussively loud, spank has My

girl exhaling, breathing in deeply as she tries to match My rhythm. My smile

shows that I am already enjoying using My slave in this way. I spread the

spanks over her skin, listening to her gasps. The sub’s ass reddens, her

cheeks blushing furiously as I rain down hand spanks that reverberate

throughout My dungeon’s rooms.

My slave’s head remains bowed as she gasps more loudly, bravely staying

with Me as I increase her torment. I add layers of pain, stinging slaps

“warming it slightly!” and I notice my sub’s ass turning a lovely shade of

pink as her legs betray her and move as each spank lands. My sub’s gasps

for air punctuate the whacks as I ensure that the sub’s skin colours

complement each other, how quickly her ass reddens under My attention!

I run My dark red nails over My slave’s spanked rear, and I hear her moan

as the sharp nails dig into her flesh. My slave-property absorbs what I

demand, and I want her to take more in order to please Me. I tease the

paddle, the strap, the tawse, crop or cane – which implement will it be?

What will take My eye today “to provide the most effective level of pain?”

Today I choose the harsh leather strap and demand a number from My girl.

I enjoy the delicious anticipation, wondering how brave My girl will be when

selecting a number of strokes to receive – given that she has not received

any such punishment from this strap before! Of course, I demand that My

slaves fulfil themselves – every slave should ask for the maximum that they

are able to take for Me.

My rosy cheeked girl chooses five and I oblige her this time. The first strike

has her moan, and she draws a heavy breath in. “Delicious strike, across

those bare cheeks” I say and I continue to apply the remaining four strikes.

At five I challenge My girl “Why stop there, when we are having so much

fun?” I detect bruising, gorgeous deep red marks and I encourage My girl to

accept a further eight strokes – a lucky thirteen in total!

I add the strokes deliberately, with My customary fine aim. Each stroke is

strong, spiteful, loving and each one requires acceptance from My girl. I

hear her moans, her deep breathing: I have her compose herself and I

continue, caring for her remorselessly. Into double figures and My girl’s ass

shows the effects of being overwhelmed. I add the next three strokes in

quick time as My slave bucks and her head rises. “Good” I declare as I

pace behind her and then inspect the satisfying bruises. I trace the outlines

of the strap on her ass as My girl pants with relief and with the residual

smarting of the pain.

Once again I progress My slave, suggesting that three more strokes will

help her. Again, My girl is ready to agree with My superior knowledge of her

needs “Yes, Miss” and I deliver the strokes. At sixteen strokes My girl

struggles with the red-hot, searing pain of the final stroke. “Those beautiful,

bare cheeks” – I promise My girl that We will continue in a while, with the

cane!

In this clip I have challenged My slave girl’s thresholds with My leather

strap. Indeed, with agreement, I have extended her limits. I have allowed

her to work with Me, to become a more fulfilled and fulfilling slave; a sub

able to please Me in ways that I desire.