Sometimes he was acting like a jerk and she couldn’t stand that no more. As she expected that day, he was late (which was in her opinion considered a part of being a jerk) so she was waiting for him in her thigh high black boots ready to walk all over him.
It didn’t take much time after they met when she collared and leashed him so he became her slave. However the path to become her real slave was only at the beginning so before they started with real Femdom training he first had to worship her feet.
Her divine ass and pussy were all over this guy’s face and he could barely breath how hard she pushed it. He wished this facesitting lasted longer but he knew he wouldn’t survive without air.
Beautiful new red shoes arrived and a house slave picked the package from the postman. After he unpacked them he was ordered to put them on Mistress’ beautiful feet in stockings, but before that he had to kiss her feet. Of course, that wasn’t all, although new, Mistress always liked her shoes cleaned with slave’s tongue.
New slave had to prove he was worth to serve Mistress, but before any active service, there are passive tests he had to pass before Mistress would give him more complicated task. One of his first tasks as a slave was to serve as a human ashtray whenever Mistress wanted to smoke a cigarette.
He wanted to be entertained by the two slave sluts fucking each other in their asses with a huge strap on dildo. After the entertaining intro it was his turn to destroy his asses which were hot and spread. One of the details he especially liked in this hard core anal action was forcing a slut to do ass-to-mouth with her own strap on dildo.
He was left waiting hooded with tight leather hood with no eye holes and with his hands tied for an hour until two Mistresses showed up. All he could hear were steps of their high heels approaching him, not knowing who they were. After a short period of time during the extreme punishment, he didn’t care much who were they but when will this painful spanking and caning end.
Her attention is not something to be taken as a granted, even if it’s about the toughest and the most loyal slave. As she uses one, she dumps him. This time she couldn’t decide from the two complete painsluts so she decided to make a small competition in CBT to make it easier who to pick.
Orders she received were strict but she deliberately didn’t obey them and she knew the punishment will follow. So there she is, completely naked, humiliated, tightly gagged and bound with leather straps and a spreader waiting for the punishment.
Struggling left and right waiting for her Master alone in darkness, there was no progress to release herself from those heavy steel restraints. Her gentle skin on wrists and legs was already scratched from the rough edges, but she was too afraid to stop struggling.
