Irene Silver and I strut into Angel's room, looking super hot, only to find him completely engrossed in yet another stupid comic book. He won't even look up to acknowledge Us, which is super fucking annoying. Here we are, two powerful Women and he'd rather be staring at some cheap drawings. I've had enough. I snatch the flimsy comic book right out of his hands and, looking him in the eye, tear it to shreds. We laugh and mock his pathetic, helpless cries over his precious little book, the pieces fluttering to the floor around him.

Since he's so obsessed with stories, Irene and I decide to show him that a real-life plot is much better than anything he could be reading. We're going to teach him that Booty is way better than a stupid book. We take turns, one of Us pinning him down while the other straddles his face, smothering him with Our perfect, round asses. We press down, cutting off his air until he's gasping and squirming, his muffled protests music to our ears. He's learning a very important lesson about priorities.

He's completely helpless beneath Us, his world reduced to nothing but the weight and scent of Our bodies. By the time We're done, he's breathless, dazed, and finally understands what's truly important. He won't be ignoring Us again anytime soon.

Pensei que estava fazendo algo bom para mim: colocando uma música, pegando o aspirador e finalmente me dedicando a limpar o chão. Então notei algo estranho.

Havia pequenos pontinhos se movendo perto dos meus pés.

No começo, presumi que era apenas poeira sendo empurrada pelo aspirador. Então um dos “pontinhos” correu direto pelo chão.

Eu parei.

Olhei mais de perto.

E percebi que meus pequenos habitantes tinham escapado do pote.

Não achei graça.

Eles devem ter pensado que poderiam se espalhar pelo chão e se esconder entre a sujeira, mas havia um problema com seu brilhante plano de fuga: eu já estava segurando o aspirador. E assim que percebi o que aqueles pequenos pontinhos em movimento realmente eram, não ia deixar nenhum deles escapar.

Então comecei a limpar.

Lentamente, metodicamente, rastreei cada fugitivo escondido pelo meu quarto. Eles podiam correr, se esconder e se atrapalhar o quanto quisessem, mas no final cada um deles aprenderia a mesma lição:

Você não escapa de mim.

I thought I was doing something nice for myself: putting on some music, grabbing the vacuum, and finally getting around to cleaning my floor. Then I noticed something strange.

There were little specks moving around near my feet.At first I assumed it was just dust getting pushed around by the vacuum. Then one of the “specks” ran straight across the floor.

I stopped.

Looked closer

And realized my tiny little inhabitants had escaped their jar.

I was not amused.

They must have thought they could scatter across my floor and hide among the dirt, but there was one problem with their brilliant escape plan: I was already holding the vacuum. And once I realized what those little moving specks actually were, I wasn't about to let a single one of them get away.

So I started cleaning.

Slowly, methodically, I tracked down every last escapee hiding around my room. They could run, hide, and scramble all they wanted, but eventually every one of them would learn the same lesson:

You don't escape from me.

*** Disgrace My Face Re-Release

My gorgeous friend Ayla came over, and We spent ages getting dressed up in some brand new, super hot outfits. I was feeling so confident and sexy, and I couldn't wait to show them off to My man. But when I strutted into the room, he couldn't even be bothered to look up from the stupid book he was reading. That was it. I'd had enough of his dismissive bullshit. Ayla and I exchanged a look, and We decided We'd be helpful and give him a much, much closer look at what he was missing.

We snatched that pathetic book right out of his hands. Before he could even protest, I slammed him back against the bed and I sandwiched the book between My perfect, round ass and his stupid, oblivious face. We grinded down, making sure he got a good whiff of our scent and a feel of the hard book digging into him. Then, for the ultimate insult, We started tearing out the pages, ripping his precious book to shreds and letting the confetti of his indifference rain down around him.

With the book destroyed, it was time for his real punishment. We took turns smothering him, completely covering his face with Our asses until he was gasping for air. I sat on his face, grinding down, making sure he understood the gravity of his mistake. Ayla followed, her perfect body cutting off his oxygen and his ability to think. By the time We were done, he was a breathless, whimpering mess. I made damn sure he learned his lesson: you never, ever ignore a woman, especially when She's looking this good.

*** Disgrace My Face Re-Release

My gorgeous friend Ayla came over, and We spent ages getting dressed up in some brand new, super hot outfits. I was feeling so confident and sexy, and I couldn't wait to show them off to My man. But when I strutted into the room, he couldn't even be bothered to look up from the stupid book he was reading. That was it. I'd had enough of his dismissive bullshit. Ayla and I exchanged a look, and We decided We'd be helpful and give him a much, much closer look at what he was missing.

We snatched that pathetic book right out of his hands. Before he could even protest, I slammed him back against the bed and I sandwiched the book between My perfect, round ass and his stupid, oblivious face. We grinded down, making sure he got a good whiff of our scent and a feel of the hard book digging into him. Then, for the ultimate insult, We started tearing out the pages, ripping his precious book to shreds and letting the confetti of his indifference rain down around him.

With the book destroyed, it was time for his real punishment. We took turns smothering him, completely covering his face with Our asses until he was gasping for air. I sat on his face, grinding down, making sure he understood the gravity of his mistake. Ayla followed, her perfect body cutting off his oxygen and his ability to think. By the time We were done, he was a breathless, whimpering mess. I made damn sure he learned his lesson: you never, ever ignore a woman, especially when She's looking this good.

Chun Li steps into the boxing ring with Niko the bully and immediately makes it clear that he picked the wrong woman to challenge.

Niko squares up expecting a fight.

Chun Li answers with speed, superior grappling and those ridiculously powerful legs.

She drives him backward with repeated KNEE STRIKES, breaking his confidence before trapping him against the ring ropes and pressing her foot into him in a brutal FOOT CHOKE.

Now Niko is stuck exactly where Chun Li wants him.

And the real punishment begins.

She drags him into an HEADSCISSOR, locking her thighs around him and making him struggle to breath.

He tries to work free.

Chun Li changes the angle.

Now it is a STANDING HEADSCISSOR.

Niko is trapped upright beneath her legs, fighting for balance while she keeps tightening the hold and laughing at how quickly the bully is falling apart.

Then she changes the pressure again.

A CAMEL CLUTCH bends him backward.

A FIGURE-FOUR HEADSCISSOR wraps him up next.

Then come the CROTCH CHOKES, REVERSE HEADSCISSORS, REVERSE FIGURE-FOUR HEADSCISSORS and repeated FOOT CHOKES.

Every time Niko thinks he recognizes the position, Chun Li gives him a different problem.

He cannot settle.

He cannot reset.

And he definitely cannot take control of the ring.

One of the most brutal sequences comes when Chun Li traps him in a crushing FIGURE-FOUR HEADSCISSOR off the ring ropes, using the rope position to make the hold look even tighter and more inescapable.

Niko is left KO, dazed and overwhelmed underneath her thighs.

Chun Li could stop there.

She does not.

She immediately adds another layer of humiliation.

Chun Li transitions from the rope-assisted figure-four into a STANDING HEADSCISSOR from the ropes, using her position above him to keep him folded and controlled while her feet add extra pressure and teasing humiliation.

Niko is completely trapped underneath her.

The bully who walked into the ring looking confident is now spending the match fighting from one terrible position to the next.

And Chun Li keeps smiling.

She keeps cycling through:

HEADSCISSORS.

STANDING HEADSCISSORS.

FIGURE-FOURS.

REVERSE HEADSCISSORS.

REVERSE FIGURE-FOURS.

FOOT CHOKES.

CAMEL CLUTCHES.

CROTCH CHOKES.

The ring ropes become part of the punishment instead of an escape route.

Every time Niko gets near them, Chun Li finds another way to use them against him.

Then comes the finish.

Chun Li traps Niko against the ropes again and catches him in a spectacular CARTWHEEL STANDING HEADSCISSOR, folding him into another brutal leg trap while the ropes keep him exactly where she wants him.

Niko is left KO, stunned and completely defeated.

Chun Li laughs.

Stands over him.

And victory poses over the bully who thought stepping into the ring with her was a good idea.

KNEE STRIKES ? FOOT CHOKE ON THE ROPES ? HEADSCISSOR ? STANDING HEADSCISSOR ? CAMEL CLUTCH ? FIGURE-FOUR ? CROTCH CHOKE ? REVERSE HEADSCISSOR ? REVERSE FIGURE-FOUR ? ROPE-ASSISTED FIGURE-FOUR ? STANDING ROPE HEADSCISSOR ? FOOT HUMILIATION ? CARTWHEEL STANDING HEADSCISSOR ? VICTORY POSE.

Chun Li’s Bully Beatdown is a boxing-ring showcase of Onyx Kim’s legs, grappling skill and creativity — packed with rope-assisted scissors, foot chokes, standing holds and one humiliating submission position after another.

Onyx Kim beats Niko senseless with her superior grappling skills. Then makes Niko worship her feet making him gagging on her feet mercilessly. Goddess Onyx Kim makes Niko her foot slave and shows him who the new Gym boss is and where his place is under her Goddess feet.

Onyx Kim has Nick exactly where she wants him.

She sits behind him, shiny black latex gloves already over his face. “You’re all mine to toy with,” she whispers, her sweet, sensual voice warm against his ear. “And these latex gloves of mine are just absolutely inescapable.” The slick material seals against his lips. He is trapped underneath them, and she knows it.

“Struggle all you want.” Her hot breath brushes his neck as she tightens the smother. “Good. Struggle for me.” Every time he twists, he only runs into the other glove. She laughs, pleased. “You just wanted to run into my other hand, didn’t you?”

When he needs air, she teases him with it. “Aw, you need air? I can give you some air.” Then she takes it away again. “You gotta earn it one way or another. There’s no mercy here for you. No one cares about your pain. Your life is in these hands.”

Then she wraps her arm around his throat.

The rear naked choke is clean and heavy. He slumps against her as the squeeze lands. Her latex palm covers his mouth one last time, her voice low in his ear:

“Everything comes at a price.”

This is only a taste. The full clip goes further.

Crônicas de sessão com Onyx Kim realmente define o clima quando ela coloca a cabeça de ETF em um imobilizador de cabeça de espuma que o mantém com o rosto para cima, de modo que seu rosto voltado para cima fica à mercê das solas suadas de sua Princesa Asiática. Ela coloca fita adesiva sobre a boca dele para que ele não possa fazer nada além de inalar profundamente o cheiro de seus pés de suas meias e depois de seus pés descalços.

I am known for My long, lean, muscular anaconda-like legs wrapping around and squeezing My victims. Powerful thighs like Mine need a squeeze toy to keep them in shape. Today I test out a new dummy. Young, fit, and eager to serve the Princess. he may have a little muscle, but will they be enough for him to withstand My grip? I place his arms in a leather arm binder, so he has no way of tapping against My holds. I flex, crank, and squeeze My legs. I wring out his neck in forwards and reverse headscissors and figure fours. I push him right to the edge of what he can take, to his absolute limits. This is only the beginning of My new headscissor slave’s training...

I am known for My long, lean, muscular anaconda-like legs wrapping around and squeezing My victims. Powerful thighs like Mine need a squeeze toy to keep them in shape. Today I test out a new dummy. Young, fit, and eager to serve the Princess. he may have a little muscle, but will they be enough for him to withstand My grip? I place his arms in a leather arm binder, so he has no way of tapping against My holds. I flex, crank, and squeeze My legs. I wring out his neck in forwards and reverse headscissors and figure fours. I push him right to the edge of what he can take, to his absolute limits. This is only the beginning of My new headscissor slave’s training...

Neste clipe de arquivo, de antes do meu aumento de seios e quando eu estava sem piercing no umbigo, quero mostrar a você algo verdadeiramente perfeito. Estou aqui para exibir meu abdômen firme e tonificado, cada músculo definido e implorando pela sua atenção. Passo meus dedos sobre a pele lisa e firme, falando sobre o quão incrivelmente faminta estou pela minha próxima refeição. Meu estômago está liso e vazio, uma tela perfeita, e não consigo parar de pensar em como seria sentir ele esticado e cheio.

Eu te dou closes deliciosos da minha barriga e do meu umbigo perfeitamente formado. Falo sobre como é bom e como faz cócegas traçar o contorno com meu dedo, mergulhá-lo dentro e brincar com ele. Neste clipe, não há piercing no umbigo, mas se você olhar de perto, pode ver um pequeno buraco quase imperceptível deixado pelo meu piercing, um segredinho só para você. Enquanto me toco, capturo alguns gorgolejos leves e naturais da barriga, os sons silenciosos do meu estômago vazio começando a acordar.

Só para ficarmos claros, não há absolutamente nenhum inchaço neste vídeo. Isso é tudo sobre a perfeição natural e firme da minha região abdominal. Se você está procurando que eu me encha até meu estômago ficar inchado e redondo, você precisará ir encontrar minha série de Vlog de Inchaço de Barriga. Este é puro, tonificado e faminto.