My slave, as always, loses control just at the sight of me. His excitement is ridiculous, animalistic, and today I decided to put it to the test.I have him put under the cockbox: I want to see how long his stupid erection will last crushed, trapped and helpless under my command.As I watch him writhe, I take the whip. Each blow is a warning, a mark, a reminder of who is in charge. Then, with calculated slowness, I trample his cock with my red Silla. The sound of the soles on his penis is a symphony of power.But it is when I take off my shoe and feel his erection throbbing under my bare foot that I really start to enjoy myself. I crush him more and more, increasing the pressure, looking for the limit. His body trembles, but his submission keeps him there, immobile.And since I train hard, I know how powerful my body is. My ass is a sculpture of strength. So I decide to use it: I sit on his cock with all my weight, slowly, with rhythmic and decisive movements. Up and down. Lets see how much longer he will resist.Because with me there is no truce. Only domination
