A beta's balls are not his own. They're Our property... which means We get to do whatever We want with them.

He's on the couch, legs spread with his pathetic balls completely exposed. And We're all surrounding him, ready to make him suffer.

Slapping. Squeezing. Flicking. Punching. Poking. Every single one of us taking turns on those useless beta balls while he moans and whimpers like the pathetic little bitch he is. And his whimpers only make Us laugh harder. The more he suffers, the more entertained We get.

There's nowhere for him to go. No escaping. Just three Goddesses, one set of beta balls, and endless pain delivered exactly how We want it.

His balls ache for days after this one. Good. That's exactly what a beta deserves.

ft. @tiffstreatsxoxo, Goddess Xxxtacy

Every Goddess needs to master her whip. So I brought My friends into My backyard, handed them My whips, and gave them the perfect thing to practice on... a slave.

I show them the technique first – how to aim, how to crack, how to make it sting exactly where it hurts. Then it's their turn. One whip after another lands across his back. He flinches. He cries out. He tries to squirm away. It doesn't matter. We just keep whipping.

Stroke after stroke... We whip him until he simply can't take anymore. shaking, broken, DONE. So we bring in the next one.

Sub number two, standing there shirtless, terrified. We're warmed up now, our aim is sharper, and our whips land harder and harder across his bare back. He breaks even faster than the first one.

ft. @tiffstreatsxoxo, Goddess Xxxtacy

He thought he was just being a gentleman, inviting us over for a relaxing soak in his hot tub. How adorable. The moment he saw all seven of us, dripping wet and perched on the edge, he knew he’d made a fatal mistake. We didn’t come to relax. We came to take over. We informed him immediately: he’s no longer just a host. He’s our collective boyfriend now, and his sole purpose is to please his new Goddesses.

The warm water did nothing to soothe him as we began his training. One by one, he was paraded around the tub, a desperate little slave in the middle while we surrounded him like a coven of sirens. His first and most sacred duty? Worshiping our perfect asses. We made him kiss every inch, inhale our scent until his lungs were full of our power, and then we smoothered him. His face became our personal ****, buried deep between our cheeks while we laughed at his pathetic, muffled moans. He’s ours now, and this is just the beginning of his servitude. Ready to see how a real takeover looks?

I let My slave over to entertain Me and My hot friends, but he was falling aslleep!! That just won't do... we need to wake him up! And the best way to do that is by slapping the fuck out of him! Getting slapped by 3 hot Goddesses is better than coffee!!! (:

Featuring Goddess Tiff And Princess Xxxtacy

pupcup already is in chastity 24/7 but this locktober I decided to get him a brand-new cage! This cage is even smaller than the one he is currently in AND it has screws built into it to make it extra painful for him. All I have to do is keep them turning them and they will dig into the head of his little dicklet! How fun! But to make it even more fun, I invited My hot friends (Goddess Tiff and Xxxtacy) over to help Me humiliate him and lock him up in his new cage. We had such a good time laughing at his pathetic little worm and teasing him with our perfect feet. The pervert would try to get hard but every time he swelled up in his new cage the screws would dig deeper, and it would become more painful for him. But the stupid faces and noises he would make while in pain was just too entertaining to quit teasing him. All losers deserve to be locked up in a tight cage. It's where you belong.