PART I.

Men belong in the kitchen. Their sole purpose is to cook, clean, and do a woman's bidding. We all know this.

And in my world, my live-in slave always has work to do. My kitchen needs to be spotless – the dishes washed, the table and counters wiped, the ground vacuumed – all to my standards. I expect my slave to do exactly this, and to fetch me a refreshing beverage as a full day of bossing him around can make my mouth so parched.

He lives in the kitchen, and to ensure this, I have him in strict bondage: legs bound together tightly and arms restricted behind his back with a broom so that everybody knows he's my house bitch. I keep a close eye on him while I'm sitting on the kitchen table, cropping him whenever necessary should he ever have some slack and fall behind.

And while I lie around, supervising his behavior, he hops and struggles from place to place, trying to clean while in extremely compromising bondage. Because why would I make it easy? This is what 24/7 slavery and ownership is about.

PART II.

Good kitchen wenches get rewards!

Since my housebitch has done such an excellent job cleaning the home, I've decided to give him a positive incentive. The scent of my feet in his my mouth and my hands on his cock!

I take off my sandal high heels and put one into a shoe gag, tying it to his face so that the sole of my sandals sits in his mouth as a proper gag. My stockinged feet free to tease, I rub my nylon soles all up and down his cock, giving him the opportunity to hump my feet in an improvised footjob. He looks so silly humping like a little seal, and it makes me laugh at what a ridiculous, horny creature he is.

I do think he deserves a little bit extra, though, so I lube up his cock, getting him hard and edging him until I can feel the cum rise up his cock...

I enjoy feeling how helpless he is as he stands with his arms and legs restricted and bound, his eager cock trying to fuck my slippery hands. He's entirely on edge and entirely at my disposal.

But then the eternal question: to cum or not to cum? Which way should I go? Cum countdown? Ruined orgasm? Or just edge him until he loses the capability of cumming?

So many ways to torment my slave, and all the time in the world

Mas sendo alguém que sempre leva as coisas um pouco mais longe, estou encantado em ver como é grande o buraco da minha empregada de borracha. Por que usar pinto quando posso deslizar um punho inteiro para dentro e segurá-la como meu fantoche de meia de látex?

Happy Locktober, bitch! For your first week of Locktober, I need you to have a little bit of skin in the game. I want to make sure that you know exactly what you're signing up for by having you show me exactly who you are. After all, if you're going to be held accountable for your actions on this locked up month, I want to know all about you. Everything. This isn't extortion -- it's collateral damage.

Estou acorrentando meu escravinho na cadeira odontológica. Primeiro, um espartilho apertado para imobilizar seu tronco e um capuz de privação sensorial bem justo para tirar seus sentidos. Provoco seu pau e enfio um plug anal em sua bunda, depois faço ele se sentar na cadeira. Suas mãos são fechadas em luvas que prendem nas laterais da cabeça dele, e eu calço botas de balé até os joelhos para manter seus dedos dos pés apontados e arqueados. Por fim, acorrento-o à cadeira, com o corpo doendo numa posição rígida e amarrada, pronto para que eu atormente ainda mais.

Com meu escravo gimpy todo amarrado à cadeira, é hora de testá-lo com um pouco de sofrimento femdom. Pego meu chicote e bato nas coxas internas dele — uma prévia do que está por vir. Gosto de incutir um pouco de medo nele, lembrando quem manda e quem está indefeso na bondage. Sempre disposta a mantê-lo alerta, provoco e estimulo seu pau até ficar duro, mostrando que também posso ser boazinha... antes de dar um tapa no pau dele com o chicote. É um joguinho de prazer e dor, o vaivém entre provocação e tormento. Quanto ele aguenta por mim?

Depois dessa provocação CBT, estou com vontade de arruinar ainda mais as predileções sexuais do gimpy. Começo a punhetá-lo, massageando com minhas mãos pra ver quão excitado consigo deixá-lo. Quero ele duríssimo para o que vou dizer. Quanto mais duro, mais fácil controlar, humilhar e negar. Cuspo por todo o pau dele, levando-o cada vez mais perto do limite... só pra avisar que estou me arrumando pra um encontro quente com meu comedor fixo esta noite...

Claro, depois de provocar meu escravo gimpy, dar a punheta bondage da vida dele e soltar a bomba de que vou dar pra um homem melhor que ele, é hora de realmente condicionar sua humilhação com excitação. Quero que saiba que sua identidade sexual não é de homem — é de corno. Meu corno. Eu o transformei nesse cuck, treinei seu pau pra ficar duro com isso e continuarei encenando sua humilhação sexual porque isso me agrada. Prendo uma máquina ordenhadora Venus 2000 ao pau dele, deixando sugar até gozar. E então mantenho ligada, um tormento pós-orgasmo pra lembrar que não é sobre o prazer dele. Saio pro meu encontro e jogo um lençol sobre ele pra esconder sua presença desagradável. Ele não é humano, afinal, não passa de uma putinha.

It's time to increase the ante. Our sissy bitch is really about to get familiar with the scent of her Mistresses. Goddess Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I each pull down our leggings bit by bit so that we can really rub in the smell of our sweaty, stinky asses all over our cheerleader slut's face. Can she fit all of our asses on her face at once?

After that CBT tease, I'm in the mood to ruin gimpy's sexual predilections even more. I start jerking him off, stroking him with my hands to see how horny I can make him. I want him rock hard for what I'm about to tell him. The harder he is, the easier he is to control, humiliate, and deny. I spit all over his cock, edging him even closer and closer...only to tell him that I'm getting ready for a hot date with my bull fuckbuddy tonight...

Of course, after teasing my slave gimpy, giving him the bondage handjob of his life and then dropping the bomb that I'm about to go get fucked by a better man than him, it's time to really condition his humiliation with arousal. I want him to know that his sexual identity isn't that of a man -- it's of a cuck. My cuck. I've turned him into this cuck, trained his cock to get hard for it, and will continue enacting his sexual humiliation because it pleases me. I strap a Venus 2000 milking machine to his cock, letting it suck away at him until he cums. And then I leave it on him, a post-orgasm torment to remind him that it's not about his pleasure. I'm off to my date, and I throw a sheet over him to hide his unsightly presence. He's not a human, he's just a bitch, after all.

Uma bunda é o jeito perfeito de incentivar um escravo que está sofrendo com as chicotadas nas bolas, é claro. Eu sento na cara do nosso escravo enquanto Athena Fatale, chicoteia suas bolas. É tão gostoso sentir ele se contorcendo de dor embaixo de mim. E pra finalizar — como pagamento final por ao menos permitir-lhe o prazer das nossas bundas em seu rosto, nós duas começamos a chicoteá-lo simultaneamente até ele não aguentar mais.

Poucas coisas são mais sensuais do que uma amarração em forma de porco. Sua completa impotência enquanto todos os seus membros são presos ao seu próprio corpo (e talvez a outro lugar), minha excitação aumentando enquanto retiro a liberdade do seu corpo pouco a pouco. Primeiro, uma touca e uma venda para tirar sua visão. Depois, aperto um cinto de bondage, botas, algemas nas coxas, um arnês no peito e amarras nos braços ao seu corpo. Por fim, uno tudo em uma amarração clássica em forma de porco, cada clique apertando ainda mais meu controle sobre seu corpo. Mas o toque final? Começo a içar tudo cada vez mais alto, puxando suas costas para formar um arco precário. Você está fudido.

My slave is really in for it today. I have their balls strung up and in a crusher, and everything is about to only get more intense from here. I spit over their dicklet, marking my territory before really going in for the pain on their cock and body, leaving my mark all over their body.

PART III.

Now that my bondage slave has been thoroughly teased with the scent of my feet, ass, and crotch, he's aching for my touch. I know exactly what he needs: an edging that will make him beg for release. And I'm feeling kind of generous today -- I want him to feel it all: both of my hands expertly teasing his cock in a handjob he won't soon forget.

PART IV.

It's so easy to tease and edge gimpy when he's been denied for so long. The question is how long can I keep him denied for? How much of his orgasm can I ruin? And how much cum will he eat? I think you know the answer to that one. After all, I'm never one to make a handjob an easy task. I'm all too delighted with ruining his orgasm by pulling my hands away at just the right moment, only to catch all that cum to feed him his mess.

PART I.

Goddes Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I have our slutty sissy cheerleader in our clutches. She's so easy to manipulate and control, and we think she would make a great seat...especially with our asses so sweaty from our latest workout. We all want to have a turn sitting on her face and rubbing the scent of our perfect butts all over her body, smothering her until she's breathless.

PART II.

Eager to really show this slutty sissy how subordinate she is to us, Nyx, Natalie, and I thrust our sweaty asses and pits in her face, making her smell our sweaty cracks. This sissy cheerleader has no choice but to take it as we pin down her entire body by sitting on her? Facesitting? Bodysitting? Crotchsitting? Her entire body is our seat.

PART III.

It's time to increase the ante. Our sissy bitch is really about to get familiar with the scent of her Mistresses. Goddess Nyx, Natalie Carnot, and I each pull down our leggings bit by bit so that we can really rub in the smell of our sweaty, stinky asses all over our cheerleader slut's face. Can she fit all of our asses on her face at once?

PART IV.

As she gets flattened more and more, Nyx, Natalie, and I bring on the pressure. We begin to butt drop over her face and body, making her sniff our asses in between. She breathes us in, her body thoroughly squished and restrained with our sweaty gym asses. We've covered her entire body with the scent of our asses, and now everybody knows she's our ass sniffing bitch.