High Tech Slave Training
High tech slave training: by using electricity I can torture the toilet slaves penis (which it no longer needs) and keep my hands free of having to touch the disgusting creature any more than necessary. Being able to deliver an electrical charge to the dick at any time allows me to be playful and carefree as I listen to the music of the screaming sub-human. Its cries and my laughter are beautiful music. Even as it writhes on the floor its dick gets harder. It is trapped by my beauty and its perversion. I even allow it to lick my perfect pussy while my asshole swells and gets bigger and bigger. Finally my shit comes out slowly and thickly and lies in a perfect round pile on the toilets face. I stand and kick the slaves balls which electrocuting its penis to get it to eat. Then I start masturbating the slaves penis with my foot and then my hand, all the while slapping the losers balls and ordering it to eat. The slave experiences the taste of shit, the pain of ball slapping, the pleasure of masturbation at the same time, conditioning it to sexualize pain and humiliation. It is never going to have normal sex again.
Help, I’m Drowning In Piss!
A man’s Horde had invited me to an extreme party. They took me into the shower and one by one pissed me then in my mouth. That was so much of piss, I almost drowned. Have this much of piss swallowed that I like was in delusion. If that is not a new world record in drinking of piss, then I do not know. Three men of the Party Society stuffed me with this my bitch mouth, extremely with their big cocks! Their big cocks, they stuffed me up to the hilt, in my mouth, so that I had extremely to puke. One shot me then, his cream in my mouth . Real extreme and not for the faint hearted! Something have not seen her!
Moneyslave
In an abandoned area I met one of my moneyslaves. According to my command, he was waiting for me naked but only with the money in his hands in a dirty hole. After handing over of the money, he was allowed to worship my golden high heels and then he received his punishment for this mingy pocket money. If he is allowed to meet his mistress, he must think about the amount to spend as reward…Instead of beeing allowed to massage my feet, the day ends in pain for him. Of course I ordered him to swallow my caviar. He lamented, choked and cried, but nothing helped. In the end he gulped the whole load down.