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New Audio: "Swallowed Up by My Hungry Pussy"
Can you handle it? could you… if I transferred all my traits to you and vice versa… if we switched and I was the sexy, tall, muscly one??Come experience it with me and find out!
You think you can negotiate with ME?You’ve got another thing comin’…So… come, and get it!
You dared, now I do…come, and get punished by me….
You have something I want…And I want it BAD.Come, and play with me….
There is a magical moment when….you stop concerning Yourself with hurting them…treating them like a human being. When you realize that these things can take an incredible amount of abuse and torture…and just how much fun and how delic
Hailing My ‘victim du jour’. I’ll dress like this and wait…not long…until they’re practically wrecking their cab to get to Me. Then I’ll have them drive Me to a remote abandoned warehouse where My goons will
“I tried staying out of the mess and just leave the settlement up to the lawyers to sort out. But I was losing ground. My worm of a ‘husband’ apparently found a spine and was scoring points. This was wreaking havoc with My goal of drain
“Oh I think we’re WAY past the issue of whether I get an A in this course now Mr. Plimpton! Now we’re at the point where I have to decide how long and how hard I cane you IF I find one speck of dirt on those pumps you’re licking
Shit! Spun out in the last turn and lost the race. What a day from hell! Good thing I have YOU, miserable little bootlicking piece of shit! Hurry up! Get the truck and load up My bike. I can’t wait to get home, hang you up and beat you like a
Hmmmmmm, well it appears all your chores have been completed. And…you were here in the proper position when I entered. But…. I still think I’m going to chain you to the tree outside. The one right there out the picture window.
“Alright Margot. it’s not going anywhere now! So do your thing. Break every f-Ing rib. Both sides. Then we’ll take a nice walk around on the quivering pile of what’s left.”
If these things had fur, maybe their lot in life would be simpler. Certainly their suffering would be shorter. But…as there only benefit to Me is to suffer and entertain, the agony will be ruthless and never ending.
goddessheathen: Crave to worship a Goddess? Warm up is over. Time to slit this pig open and watch it bleed.
blisteredraw: This poor guys bottom is purple and raw already. However, based upon the clear determination that she has on her face and in her swing, he is going to be a lot sorer before she is done with him Someone is obviously into the moment
slave-759432: No rights for males Yet another male slave husband being properly beaten daily as part of his training to help the worthless pig knows its place in life. The dominant women in True Utopia know that these worthless pigs only understand
The most useless ‘things’ on the planet. They can’t be skinned to make shoes and boots for Us. They have no fur to rip from their bodies to fashion soft, warm and beautiful coats, blankets and hats for Us. They smell, are covered
males should routinely be beaten bloody. An excellent example of a routine, recreational beating. No offense has been committed other than the obvious one of having been born a male, which alone justifies any and all abuse the Female Owner may choose
A male’s proper place. Pinned like an insect beneath the cruel spiked heels of it’s merciless Owner. The ONE thing you can do better than a cockroach is cry, whimper, groan. So when She digs, twists, drags and rocks back on those beautiful spikes,
“Don’t resist! I’ll only have to hurt you more. Hmmmm, on second thought…resist away!”
Proper protocol…so very important. The beautiful boots that are about to walk all over you and rip you to shreds must be worshipped reverently both before the beating, as a show of respect and resignation to your fate…and afterward…a
Mmmmmmmmmm…I just can’t explain why seeing you in such agony and abject misery just makes Me so deliriously happy slave. Why I get so much pleasure in seeing you like this and in making you suffer. How I get such a creative rush out of conco
Full leather. So primal. So beautiful. Speaks so precisely to the character and attitude of the Goddess who wears it.
Happy Valentines to all My pervy little devotees.
Crawl you pathetic little shit! your Goddess has needs. The need to beat you like a drum, kick you like a dog and walk all over the trembling pile of what’s left until I’m standing in puddles of your blood and tears. you haven’t heale
Males should know their place. If they don’t…by all means SHOW them!
Easily wiped off! No stains, no mess, no fuss. A very important consideration when I ‘play hard’!
Take note males of the species. If you see Me out, walking back from the Starbucks, don’t think you can ogle and whistle at Me. A snap of My fingers and My bodyguards will be on you in a flash! I know you didn’t expect to visit My flat this
“I’m using this on you until it breaks. Not one stroke less. It may take the better part of the day. Lay down the plastic and assume the position!”
No…don’t stop. Just keep punching him while I masturbate. I’m loving the show. I’ll take over when I’m closer to climaxing.
mistress-scarlet-captions: Serving his wife and her girlfriendhttps://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/ Just look at those expressions on The Superiors’ faces. The wheels are turning. It’s going to be another tough night for hubby.
Welcome to your new home. you’ll spend most of your nights here. Oh, and when I’m away of course! I’m told it makes you animals feel more safe and secure to be confined like this. All the creature comforts an animal like you should need.
My absolute all time favorite work of erotic art. The ultimate scene of Female Sadism. Watching Her bring Herself to orgasm while Her companion shoots arrow after arrow into the staked down slave just says it all. Is there anything more erotic than
A true Lady knows how to make good use of otherwise useless things
It’s a new world boys! Know your place! Stay in it!
Ready to take one for the team??? I’m going to beat you so hard your ancestors will bleed!
I don’t know what to do to you first. But be assured…before this night is through, I’ll have done them ALL!
Hit and Run?? Oh I don’t think so. Run?… and miss out on this fun. Hell no! Theres no law against running down slaves on the loose in the New World Order. And theres no need to rush things along. I’ll finish him off eventually.
Another Saturday night and again…an empty dungeon. That’s My fault I suppose. I can get a little carried away at times. My perogative. So I’m out again collecting. My hunting ground? The slums and alleys in the poorer parts of
you took this job at a call center in Singapore as a last resort. It wasn’t too bad at first. But sales lagged and a new boss was brought in to tighten things up. Now every afternoon, she comes through the office at shift change…pushed
You met her the first night of your singles cruise. She was charming, cute. Wearing a sundress and flip flops during the sail away. You hit it off, met for drinks after dinner and she agreed to meet you at the bottom of the gangplank to explore Cozumel
That lowly footstool might well be the lucky one this day.
Under female supremacy, male demeanor is reverent, humble and obedient. Any seeming lapse in humility is punished. Mistress Owners are individualistic. Each perfects methods for assuring male compliance to the required proprieties. The Mistress Owner
That cold sweat…that parched feeling in your throat… When… The Lady you arranged through the escort service…to give you a total beatdown…with no safeword…arrives to pick you up at the airport. All six feet,
(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
Sigh…. Poor thing. All cold and shivering from your long night chained to the concrete floor down here in the cellar. Weak from days without food. Well, that’s the way I like you. Weakened, frightened, trembling uncontrollably. It just
The culling of the ranks during the annual festival celebrating the New World Order. The entertainment of the moment? This poor miscreant, plucked from the ranks and chased around the square on horseback and under the whip until it collapses from
I don’t wear cotton. I don’t wear synthetics. I don’t wear wool…it scratches My soft golden skin. I only wear leather….or fur. I like to feel skin against My skin. I love the feel, the smell…how it mixes with
Nothing but leather will do My pet. Bring your face close. Don’t move, remain still…inches away…and just stare at it. Now, put your nose there, right between My perfect cheeks. Breathe deeply. Press in, in to where you can’
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
Covered head to toe in skintight leather, I await your arrival. Leather tipped fingers drumming out a beat as I plot your demise. your agony will be legendary!
The wedding was beautiful. The honeymoon in Aruba was sublime. But…now that you’ve carried Me across the threshold of My new home, I need to explain to you the way things are going to be. you have no choice in the matter and it will be infin
All those lovely sharp little spikes. Mmmmmmm…what a shame not to put them to good use. Like driving a Maserati and never taking it over 20. So who…or what…is going to step up and be My beautiful open highway today? Hmmmm?
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!
Coach Ballbreaker was brought in to turn the program around. All but thirteen had quit after the two hours of wind sprints under the blazing sun. They would endure endless hours of that and more in the weeks to come. But…they would finally win!
you come to finally. Groggy…confused. you try to move but can’t. Your chained tight to bolts in the floor. your left eye is swollen near shut and your other sees only through a haze. your lip is split open. your nose feels broken&hellip
Aren’t they just gorgeous? Fresh from the custom bootmaker. Lusciously long…all the way to My crotch. The perfect sculpted classic stiletto heels I specified. Even the finest skins that I personally selected. When I smell them, feel their
Don’t delude yourself . We don’t dress to please you or turn you on. When I slither into tight leather, slide My feet down into a nice pair of Louboutin spikes, and stand in the mirror, I do it for ME! I’m like the ancient warrior
“Well well…welcome back. enjoy your nap?? NOW, get the fuck back in position! I’m not even close to being done with beating you. And you’ll pay dearly for passing out and interrupting My fun!”
So very important to stretch before you drag that beast out of its cage and put the pumps to it! It’s the one that’s supposed to get injured! Not YOU!
