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.

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.

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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 termina de trabalhar o escravo na cruz de Santo André, aplicando golpes sólidos de paddle de madeira em suas costas e bunda já marcadas, antes de dizer que ele é patético e ordenar que ele rasteje. Ele cai no chão e atravessa o tapete ornamentado de mãos e joelhos até o banco de couro vermelho, onde ela o posiciona de costas com a cabeça na borda. Ela senta-se no rosto dele ainda vestindo sua saia preta, cortando seu ar e seus comentários, então levanta-se brevemente para que ele possa respirar antes de se acomodar novamente.

Ela puxa a saia para baixo, afasta a calcinha para o lado e abaixa a bunda diretamente sobre a boca dele para que a língua dele possa alcançá-la. Ela observa as marcas cobrindo o corpo dele e que ele mereceu isso, então envolve a mão em volta do pênis dele e o usa como um joystick, puxando e torcendo para puxar a língua dele mais fundo na bunda dela enquanto ela permanece sentada e no controle.

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A Senhora Mercy se instala nua sobre o rosto de seu escravo no momento em que a cena começa, seu peso total pressionando para baixo enquanto ela pergunta se ele esteve pensando em meter a língua no cu dela o dia todo. Ela esfrega firmemente sem dar ar a ele, dizendo a ele o quanto ela ama o jeito que ele luta debaixo dela. Quando ele dá um tapinha na bunda dela e vira a cabeça para respirar, ela o repreende severamente, lembrando-o de que não há regras de desistência e que ele faz exatamente o que ela quer. Ela se deixa cair de volta sobre o rosto dele imediatamente, a câmera capturando ângulos perfeitos de baixo para cima de sua bunda redonda e corpo tatuado enquanto o enterra completamente. Ela balança e se remexe sem se levantar, testando por quanto tempo ele consegue prender a respiração para ela antes de finalmente se erguer para que ele possa ofegar e encher os pulmões.

Em vez de se sentar novamente, ela se inclina para frente e ordena que ele lamba o cu dela; ele mergulha ansiosamente enquanto ela dedilha a própria buceta e geme que a sensação está deixando ela com muito tesão. Mercy então vira para uma posição reversa e se abaixa mais uma vez para que a língua dele possa lamber mais fundo o cu dela. Ela continua se masturbando o tempo todo, aumentando constantemente até gozar com força por todo o rosto dele. Levantando-se, ela diz a ele para deixar os sucos dela bem ali como sua nova colônia e o manda para sua reunião de negócios, então se deixa cair na cadeira para dar uma última provocação prolongada de seu corpo nu, dedos ainda brincando sobre sua buceta molhada enquanto sorri. Tão sedutora e um corpo que ferve!

A Senhora Mercy entra na masmorra e encontra ambos os escravos prontos, um esticado nu sobre o topo acolchoado vermelho da jaula e o outro trancado dentro das barras abaixo. Ela salta para a plataforma, assenta o seu rabo diretamente sobre o rosto do escravo de cima, e começa a esfregar lentamente para cima e para baixo, pressionando todo o seu peso sobre ele enquanto o tecido de ganga da sua saia raspa pela sua boca e nariz. O escravo na jaula olha para cima com pura inveja enquanto ela coloca uma perna comprida sobre as barras e ordena que ele lamba e beije a sua bota preta pesada, deixando-o provar a única recompensa que ela está disposta a partilhar enquanto o seu rival recebe o prémio real.

Ela puxa a saia para cima para que as suas nádegas nuas e macias caiam sobre o rosto do escravo, sufocando-o completamente enquanto exige a sua língua bem fundo no seu cu. Ele luta por ar sob o calor rechonchudo do seu rabo enquanto ela o monta com mais força, rindo de como ele é ingrato depois de ela se ter deixado por lavar para ele. Quando ela finalmente se levanta o suficiente para o deixar ofegar, ela vira-se para uma posição de cavalgada invertida que dá uma vista perfeita do seu buraco cor-de-rosa bonito e das suas grossas nádegas tatuadas a deslizar e a espalhar-se pelos seus traços, depois estica ambas as pernas para a frente de modo a que todo o seu peso corporal o prenda no chão. O escravo na jaula observa cada segundo do privilégio que lhe é negado, ainda a adorar obedientemente a sola da sua bota, ambos os escravos a competir mais arduamente pela próxima oportunidade no seu rabo.

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