The slave must perform the way I want him to and if that doesnt work, Ill give him slaps to the face! Thats not enough? Then hell get to feel my whip! I wont show him any consideration. The slave must learn to exist without making mistakes!
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My human footrest under my stinky socks and my sexy bare feet ( Miss Lilly )
What I always need is a human footrest. Lively foot rests are incredibly practical and comfortable for me. I can park my feet on his face and my feet are always warm. Its a human foot heater and a washcloth for my feet and socks. On command, the human foot rest must lick my feet and socks. Every mistress should own something like that. Now its time to rub my bare feet through his face. I take off my sweaty socks and press my bare soles on slaves face. I push my heel deep into his mouth and I want him to lick my heel until its pretty wet and soft. The slave must also suck my toes and lick off the sweat, as I like it. I leave the slave under my feet today, I will ignore his groans and prefer to chat with my lover.
Hand trampling competition with Lady Nadja
Lady Nadja and I are going to have a little competition today – well both trample one of these losers hands and see which one of us hurts him more! Were both wearing our gym outfits and running shoes – and we try out different techniques to make him suffer. We stand on his hands for a long time, stomp down on them, grind the grippy rubber soles on his skin or stand on just a few of his fingers. Soon his hands are completely bruised and covered in imprints from our sneaker soles … but were far from done! What do you think who won this competition? And does it really matter as long as the loser suffered sufficiently?!
Lick our muddy boots, slave!
So you think you would be a good boot slave!? Ive brought Madame Madison with me to give you a glimpse of what it would be like. We walk through the woods and get our boots extremely muddy. The thick mud is covering the soles completely and also sticks to the sides and tops of our boots. Then we sit down on a tree and you may begin your job – cleaning them with your tongue. We show you where to lick the boots and well make sure that you dont miss a spot! In the end we step on the tree and stick our muddy boots into your face from above! Do you still think you could handle being our boot slave?!
Beg me to destroy your hands under my boots!
It has been quite a while since this loser felt my boots and my full body weight on his fragile hands. And I think he should be very grateful that I didnt put on a pair of high heels right away! Of course, the deep tread and the chunky heels will also do great damage to his hands … and he not only has to be grateful, but I also want him to beg for pain … I want him to beg me to mark and destroy his stupid hands under my boot soles! Sometimes I simply stand on one of his hands with my full weight and keep standing there … letting my weight do the work … other times, I stomp down on his hand fast and hard … and other times, I just walk back and forth over them. It doesnt take long until his hands look pretty bruised already … but I think we can make them look way better!
Miss Lilly: My footrest licks my feet clean
Miss Lilly: My footrest licks my feet clean.How hot it is to have a horny foot slave who licks my feet clean on command. If I want to have a relaxed smoke, then the slave has to lick my feet. Thats normal for us. Its comfortable to have a slave body under my feet. But its also practical, because on command, he also licks my feet clean. I only have to flick my fingers and his tongue is out, and I can rub my dusty soles clean on him. Hes welcome to keep the foot sweat and dirt on his tongue and swallow it. Hes getting hornier and hornier, and I have even more of him in my hand, or rather, under my feet.
Lady Kim: Lick the spit off my disgusting socks.
Lady Kim: Lick the spit off my disgusting socks.My socks are dirty today because Ive been walking around in my socks a lot. I was also in the basement and didnt put on any shoes. I know I have you as my foot slave, who will lick my socks immediately on command. Right?! Today Im going to spice up my socks a little for you. Ill spit on my socks, and youll lick the spit off my socks. Thats hot for you, isnt it?! Lady Kims spit 🙂 Come on, lick my spit off my socks and then lick my socks clean!
MISTRESS GAIA – BREATHE DEEPLY AND SMELL – HD
Look at the great men. Look how we have reduced them. Humble doormats under our feet of enchantment. Theres one he cant even lick. He is not allowed. He can only smell the little feet of his goddess: he breathes deep and sniffs, like an animal. He no longer enjoys the pure air: he only enjoys breathing in the sweat of his Mistress divine feet. He tries to gather the scent of those beautiful feet in his nostrils and hopes that that sensation will last afterwards, that it will remain in his sense of smell, in his mouth, in his nose. He lives for that, the asshole. He is content with that. The sniffing slave begs to be impregnated with that scent.
SARAH and VICTORIA – You must be grateful for the opportunity to serve us! (4K)
Sarah and Victoria have now decided to take a new slave – lucas. But this worthless thing must pass a test of strength. The girls order him to humbly clean the soles of their shoes with his tongue. Then they dress him in their old clothes. This is a beautiful photo for your social networks, Sarah says sarcastically, photographing lucas with a garbage can on his head. How humiliating and at the same time pleasant it is to serve such Goddesses as Sarah and Victoria.
Faceslapping to warm the slave up
I made the slave wait for me outside for a few hours in just a t-shirt – with almost freezing temperatures! Obviously, hes very cold and shivering when I take him inside … and Ill now help him get warm again! And nothing heats up a slaves skin like hard slaps to the face … a lot of hard slaps! It doesnt take long until the skins glowing red and the slave is trembling in pain … so I decide to send him outside for another hour … and afterwards well continue with the slaps … and then hell go into the cold again … how many rounds should I make him endure?!
