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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
It’s a new world boys! Know your place! Stay in it!
At the end of the day, a work slave is responsible for completing it’s full assignment. When an inspection proves otherwise, it must be shown it’s place. And…the point driven home.
How I like to see a man. On his back. Under My spikes. Screaming
you think you have something to cry about now? Wait til I really bear down and start pulling! Gawd I LOVE hearing you scream!
Something comes over Me…when I slither into it. The tightness on My body. The feel The scent It’s powerful…sensual…and it brings out the best in Me. And THAT’S very very bad news for YOU!
Has to be a helpless feeling. All that weight focused on one little sole and heel tip…pinning you down to the floor. Then…you see that other foot poised above your face. And the look on the face of your Tormentress. Will I lower it slowly, and simply
(via An Artist of Pain & Blood) I am an artist by trade as well and I ascribe to the ‘Living Canvas’ philosophy! It is amazing when in that creative mode I am able to block out the otherwise distracting screams from the 'canvas’.
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Sometimes, I just like to stand on their heads u til they start whimpering. Then I stand a little longer til they begin crying. Then, I bounce. At some point, they realize I’m not going Anywhere! And you know what? I’m NOT!
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
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
Nothing quite does it for Me like slipping into a beautiful pair of spiked heels and taking a nice long walk on a bound and gagged slave. Looking down My legs as they teeter on that beautiful canvas of unmarked flesh. Feeling it’s heart pound
Words can’t describe how much I adore doing this!
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
captioned-femdom-e-motions: no break Absolutely not. We will ‘break’ when the cane 'breaks! Until then…we continue.And stop your whining! I haven’t even hit bone yet!
I’ve played this ‘game’ so many times. And yet, it never gets old! A minute tops! Then…My little 'Good Samaritan’ will come to My aid. He’ll lean in for a look, I’ll bring the hood down and send a dozen very
Men… Lord…they’re so gullible. Fake a little helplessness. “Oh this is so heavy”. A little grunting and groaning. Before I can say ‘lights out’ they’re scurrying over to My van to help Me get the
Yes Stacie, this is My little brother I told you so much about. Isn’t that a sight. he looks like the holiday turkey…all tied and trussed up like that…doesn’t he? I’ve kept him like that since Thursday. I just slide
Confession time… I LOVE it when the shoes come out…and they get that look on their face. How they start backing away…into a corner. A really really bad move btw. And then the trembling. And the whimpering. Ohhhhhhhhh I can’
Come back up slave. I have another big surprise for you! Hahahahahahaha
(via Masochist Sex Slave) In My not so humble opinion, THIS is the ONLY way these things should be allowed to orgasm!
Always there. Always ready. Should I need something to drink in the middle of the night. Or perhaps relieve Myself without getting up. it may moan softly if it endured a beating that night. Or I might hear a little jangle of it’s chain as it
Know how some things just are made to be together? Like milk and cookies? Burgers and fries? Winter and a warm fire? Well, I feel that way about a nice big set of vulnerable balls! They just BELONG at the end of these sharp toes and beneath these
A new and vile little third world waif has been added to the servants ranks today. I like to ‘welcome’ them personally to The Estate and to the rest of their miserable life. “COME! Crawl behind Me little brown piece of shit and lick
My mount is ready? Excellent! FINALLY! you kneel here. Right here…until I return. you can lick the blood off My spurs.
I didn’t think you would black out that early! But good to have you back. But…now that you’ve kept Me waiting… I’m going to have to be extra hard on you. No problem…I don’t mind that a bit!
Believe Me. you don’t want to even begin to think about what’s going on in this head. On your best day, you couldn’t even comprehend the delicious depravity!
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
This animal thinks if it stays in a crouch like this, it can save it’s balls. Well that’s fine. I’ll just move onto the ribs and face. As long as I’m breaking something I’m happy.
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
Anyone have a problem with this philosophy? I didn’t think so.
Sooooo…. Today,,just for fun, I’m going to open up all your old wounds! Haha So what will it be….the whip? Or the heels?
I love jamming My heel down their throat as far as I can push. So fun to watch them tense up…their eyes get so big as I tilt and scrape the edge of My heel against the back of their throat or the roof of their mouth. My other heel sinking deep
Hahaha…look at them all move away. Look at the wide eyes…the fear. It’s as if…when they see the spurs…they know their fate Soooo…which is the unlucky one today?
“Yes, I know it hurts but I have bad news for you. It’s going to get so much worse after We chain you to the bench. you’ll have to scream loud enough to bring all three of Us to hands free orgasms. Simply from the vibrations in the
Ahhhh, new shoes. So lovely and virginal. So many adventures await. Soon that perfect sole will be scarred and pockmarked…and full of a thousand tales. It will have power, character. The sole, will have a soul! And a very dark one at that!
Like a baby with a pacifier. Think maybe he’s teething? Hardly! I kicked all his teeth out years ago when I chose to make him a proper oral slave. No nasty teeth may touch My soft skin. And no worries about a scratch or scrape on the toe of
Another gift! It’s his version of wearing a little cardboard ‘Kick Me’ sign around his neck. Not like I pull back the tissue and not KNOW what it is he’s angling for. And being a giver like I am… I give him exactly
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
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
Adorned in the spoils of suffering and ready to bring more. Tenfold!
Soooooo darling…what shall We do to this wretched piece of shit today? I’ll admit…I’m fresh out of ideas. I though he’d surely be dead by this morning. Take his plastic away…lay him down in the snow…kick
Don’t be ridiculous. Of course you’re going to be hurt. You’re going to be damaged. Pardon My French, but I’m going to ‘fuck you up’ really Bad! Just pray you survive it.
Know a male or two you would like to spear like an Olive? I certainly do!
I’ll raise the hood. You’ll see Me and stop. Maybe you’ll get lucky? Or maybe…when you’re on the ground checking under the car for that mysterious noise I described… you feel something sharp and pointed slam
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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
Communing with nature. The thrill of the hunt. What is My fancy today you ask? Anything dumb enough to share the mile or so surrounding Me.
Matchmaker profile… Age… Seriously! I hurt the last person who asked Me that! Sex…. Yes….but on MY terms. Height… 6'2 Weight… see question 1 Religion… Comes and goes Occupation…
Stop crying! Put the damn collar on and then bend over the rail. I want to fuck you for a while before O/our walk. And no lube today! you Have ten seconds to get Me as juicy as you can and then I’m driving in. Then a ghost pepper goes up your raw
This one is willful. Pulled up on Me at two obstacles yesterday. Even under the heavy whip…it balked. Today will be different. I’ll bring My ‘A Game’. And…the boots to go with it!
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
No trudging through muddy fields in baggy camo and ugly boots for this Huntress. I prefer a luxurious tent, marble floors, the champagne on ice, something shiny, short and tight to slither into…and of course My favorite heels. Such great sport!
There’s a time for the kill shot. Certainly. But to draw back the bow and send a ‘Cupid’ s arrow’ into him with such accomplished skill. To miss any vitals…and simply lodge between two ribs. Any movement during My absence
My favorite game. The hourglass is turned. Sixty beautiful, wonderful minutes. My pet’s hands are bound tightly behind him with sharp wire. he kneels in the broken champagne glass I threw to the floor…his knees aching and bleeding. he
Not all gunracks look alike.These three…37 kills between them. Unlicensed. Unregistered. Beautiful…Powerful…Deadly…as the Lady whose feet slide down into them.
Discovering a spot left on My shoe after a morning kill.So why am I not angry? Because now I get to punish! One door closes…another opens.
“Toes are nice and pointy. Good, sturdy, hard as a rock. These will be perfect. I love them. Wrap them up”(And I know little brother will love them too! Hahahahahahahahahaha…)
No…I didn’t marry your father out of love. Nor to claim his wealth. My own riches eclipse his ten times over.No My little pets. I married him to get at YOU! His twin little ‘prizes’. So small, so young, so beautiful in your own
