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cruel mistress with cute feet trampling cock and balls
cruel barefoot trampling.
Cruel mistress kicking a terrified slave hard in the balls
Rumour has it that Empress Cruel experimented with extreme squeezing (without rupture) on 2 other slaves before getting it right with this one.
Cruel mistress playing with her slave’s eggs before bedtime.
Senior high school girls can be so cruel
What is it that is sooo incredibly erotic about seeing a stiletto booted Female atop a beast with a whip in hand?
mistress-scarlet-captions: mouth soaping and cold shower. Proper discipline.https://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/ And yet you still adore Me. Even after such well deserved abuse. I just love how the simple male submissive mind works!
A proud day for you daughter. Today on your fourteenth birthday, you take an important step in the journey toward your full embrace of your Dominance and Supremacy over the lowly male creatures over whom you will enjoy your life of privilege. Today,
A newly acquired one, fresh from the slave markets. Just look at it! Smooth, virginal. Not a mark on it. No fractures. It’s probably never even been violated. That almost angers Me were it not for the fact I LOVE being the One who introduces
(via Muscular Man Labors for Mistress Owner) Once in a while, these ditties from Femdomocracy really strike a chord with Me. This one for instance.
Well…I didn’t put this on to go out grocery shopping piglet! Now…If you can stop shaking long enough, crawl over and position yourself next to the ceiling hoist. I acquired a new bat today. In honor of Opening Day and all. I’m
That lowly footstool might well be the lucky one this day.
(via Women Who Volunteer to Punish Men) My lord! Every word of the above is music to My ears. I especially love the part of the males kneeling in place listening to the screams coming from the torture rooms and beginning to cry and sob! This would
I spared a couple of them…just for the delicious irony of it. Now…they cower and crawl to lick My shoes when I enter the room. It’s almost as if they know…
You think this is cruel? I don’t believe in allowing animals in the house. Just that simple. So, it stays chained up outside. They adapt…or they die. “That’s it doggie. Lick all that snow off Goddesses boots and I’ll
In days of old, Warriors would prepare for battle. War paint applied Armor placed on them They would ride into battle not knowing if they would prevail…be victorious. I too, apply the war paint. I slither into the skins of the conquered
I have many pursuits in My lavish and decadent life that bring Me happiness. Spending lavishly, fine dining, travel to exotic places. Even something so droll as relaxing on the yacht, sipping champagne and reading a book. But I will confess…nothin
“your parents are quite concerned about you william. your family has a long and distinguished succession of scholars. your inability to even advance, much less excel is becoming an embarrassment to them. And so, at their wits end, they’ve
I’m so anxious to try some urethral heel fucking with this new pair. Should really rip him to shreds!Follow up with a nice long swab dipped in lemon juice just to remind him what a ruthless Bitch I am!
“Crawl in here My pathetic little chastity slave. The boy I brought home from the club… a REAL man!…just filled up My ass with his load. Remember when I allowed you to make your ill-fated attempt at that? How your limp, tiny cock just shriveled
Not to worry My pet. you’ll heal up soon enough. By then I’ll be in the mood to do this to you all over again. Welcome to the rest of your miserable life pig!
Intense, systematic, relentless. If you want to see them cower in the corner, crying and trembling at the mere sight of you, or at the sound of Your heel tips on the hard floor… A joy like that doesn’t just happen on it’s own! It
“They’re considered the largest and most fearsome predator on the planet you know” a friend once offered up in conversation. Hmmm….WELL, it doesn’t look soooo powerful now, does it? I remember the moment so well. Even
What’s better than leaving your possession bound like this all evening while You go out for a night of drinks and clubbing with the Girls? Why…flipping him over on his back when You get home and standing on his shoulders! Talk about screams
“Round up the usual suspects! I think I’ll celebrate My birthday with a nice public flogging and hanging. It’s good to be the Queen!”
After a lovely morning ride on a crisp winter day. I’ve ridden this one up and down the steep hill behind the mansion seven times…until it had a nice lather built up. Now I relax and watch it’s misery as the cold winds rail against
On the way to the stables for a hard morning ride. I’ll carefully select the perfect whip and spurs from My vast collection. Then I’ll slowly stride past the stalls, pausing to look in each one…seeing them back away as their eyes widen
We’re just getting used to them. Olivia was developing shoulder aches from all the shooting. It’s never a clean kill with these things. And you know, We’re perfectly fine with that! Makes it all the more ‘sporting’!
I hear other ladies complain they can’t find a good pain puppy slave. How they’re all wimps who want safe words and shut down after one or two good kicks. Or just as their arm is getting warmed up. They’re just approaching it wrong.
My mount is ready? Excellent! FINALLY! you kneel here. Right here…until I return. you can lick the blood off My spurs.
So? What have you brought Me?? Mmmmmmm…. Excellent!
Finally! I can’t tell you how many pairs of riding breeches I’ve ruined from a long and hard ride under the spur and whip. The bloodstains seem impossible to get out. These beautiful rubber pants and boots are the answer to a prayer. Everyt
A friend suggested I try ‘vegan leather’. Are you kidding? Where’s the fun in that? These beauties? Well darlings…I strode through the pens Myself. Pointing the sleek black glove of death at the donors I chose. Had them
Detention would never be the same after the new proctor, Ms Devereaux, took over and told Billy to lay down on his back in front of the blackboard. Now…we keep our heads down, stay quiet as a mouse, and do,our homework!
“GROW! Grow you little bastard! you and your furry little litter mates. Only eight months until the Winter Ball in Quebec! And I plan to take you ALL with Me! The only question? Will I wear a full length coat? Or a thigh length coat? Hahahahaha
you lost count…AGAIN pig! W/we double…and start over. Two hundred now. And you’re already bleeding! AND… My arm isn’t even tired.
(via Bully Girls: Cruel, Dominant, Aggressive, Violent) I missed My calling early in life. Being a bully girl would have been right up My alley. Look at that outfit on the left! Sooooo ME! A modest fine for killing? I’m afraid I would have
Ugh! I can’t even get through the gate to My estate anymore without encountering some filth collecting or begging for some ‘cause’. I alerted security. They’re busy softening him up for Me. But I like to finish them off personall
Oooooh, so many! I don’t know where to start! Hahahahahahaha…
The mind of the cruelly inventive Female Sadist. Every tie thought out. Every bind designed to produce incomprehensible agony. Every breath tortured and labored. Lights out! Two hours to twist in the wind…to think…about the searing
Roses? Nice…but really? Certainly not what I want, nor what I NEED! Yes, you will atone for having to be reminded of this again! NOW…I shall expect you here, kneeling before Me within the hour. And you damn well better have brought
Fetch those new Chilean spurs. And the thorn whip and wire quirt will do nicely. Then saddle up one of the nags in Barn Three. I’m meeting the ladies from the Hunt club at five for cocktails, so I don’t have all day. Pick one of the
Really Alaska! You offer a bounty per head. And then…you place a limit on how many??? No matter. A few grand spread around in the right hands and everybody looks the other way. Now I won’t have to stop,shooting til My shoulder wears
This one failed Me in the steeplechase. It failed to make a jump. It balked, even under the heavy whip. Time and again I beat it with all My might, drove in the Spurs with every ounce of passion I could summon. To no avail. I’ve no use for such
Let’s play a game. you like games don’t you? Let’s play…Guess The Donor! Because you KNOW how I abhor synthetics! Mmmmmmmm… I can remember that day so clearly. My bloodlust was in overdrive. I just couldn’t
Look! Their skins fit ME better than they did the lambs they came from! And none of that dirty, unkempt wool! Just sleek, shiny and buttery soft. Making beauty from the beasts! So ‘right’.
The simple bad luck of being born male into a world of absolute Female supremacy. Even a Mother’s own is held in contempt and disdain and is ultimately just more fodder for sadistic enjoyment.
Enjoying My trip to Saudi Arabia. NOW! Good lord…how many steel and glass monstrosities can one look at until One goes daff from the banality? Thank goodness My guide suggested a hunt. A canned hunt of course. I’m not traipsing across
Mirror mirror…on the wall… WHO is the most beautiful, powerful, cruel and sadistic one of all?? Mmmmmmmmmmm….haha, I thought so. Well a title is just a title. UNLESS…it’s put to good use. Sooooo….time to
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Every night now…She feels the ache. Right around sunset. She is like a vampire thirstng for blood. An addict needing Her nightly fix. And the need, the desire, grows stronger and more obsessive each passing night. Ever since that one fateful
“Gawd, here she comes. Crawling for her tip.” “Ugh…third world scum! Like I need that filth to HAND Me a towel! We can’t even have the powder room to Ourselves anymore without the damned do nothing attendant!”
“Just kneel there. Be very still. I want to memorize you…in this moment. Beautiful. Well…in your own way. Not a mark on you. Sigh…soon, it will resemble a crime scene here. Always does. The pulse quickens. I hear that first
No matter how ugly, dirty, smelly, stupid and seemingly worthless some of them are… There is still a use for them. And I’m going to prove that. Right NOW!
Things are not exactly the same at the Plaza del Torres since the Revolutuon and the New Hierarchy of Absolute Female Supremacy began. The crowds still pack the stadium. Only Females of course. All males have been executed or imprisoned. The patrons
We’ve lulled away the morning. Kissing tenderly. Exploring each other’s bodies. Enjoying long, full body massages. But even with all that…We have needs still unmet. The thirst for power. To exert Our dominance…our station. And no better way
A nostalgic shot. An antiquated device…long since removed. I now deposit all of My precious waste directly into the eager mouths of My starving trio of slaves. It was a climb at first for them. I would allow them five minutes to consume and
