VIDEOS
I Win- Every Time
I love a weak man who tries to resist me. It's so adorable, it a pitiful sort of way. Does that sound like you? Let's see if you can watch this clip without touching yourself. Yeah, that will last about 30 seconds - if you're lucky. Why would you by a clip and not stroke it? It feels so good especially when I'm teasing you with my body and encouraging you with my words. Once I get you all worked up, I tell you you have to eat your cum for me. The idea totally disgusts you, of course. Its not anything youve ever done before. Lucky for you, I show a little mercy and give you the option to pay me $50 instead. But being the penny-pinching, broke little bitch that you are, you decide to take the degrading cum slurping route. Fine by me. Sit back, relax and allow me to coax you to orgasm. I give you a cum count down, stopping at 2 and ordering you to take your hands off your cock. You don't get to cum until you pay me that $50 tribute. That's right, don't argue with me. You'll pay it because you're my SLAVE. And once you do, I reward you with your orgasm, then make you eat it anyway. After all, you don't really have a choice here.
Boot Humper Strikes Back
What kind of crazy bitch dresses like this in the office? One who's ready to sabotage you, that's who. You can act as appalled all you like, but I know the moment you call me into your office, you're going to fall to your knees. Thigh high latex boots that make your mind spin, big pouty lips, you don't stand a chance. I'll make you my groveling pup, begging to hump my boots like the sick freak that you are. Oh how quickly the tables turn around here.
Tits & Pits 10
Men beg to worship me. That’s my job as a Goddess to tease you with my feet, deny you of my pussy, or taunt you with my ass. Some guys just want me to shove my tits in their faces. Then there are twisted pervs like you that want to lick and worship my sweaty armpits. Breathing in my body odor from the deep cavern of my pits. You can’t help yourself from smothering yourself with my tits as you inhale the noxious smell of my under arms. It seems like you will pay anything to worship my pits and tits, so much that you keep cumming back again and again. Locked in a chokehold with your face buried deep in my armpits.
Secretary Turned Bitch
My secretary as proved herself to be utterly incompetent. She gets nothing done and loves to play dumb. Luckily for her she's very easy on the eyes so I have good reason to keep her around, but I need to assign her a different set of duties. I tell her to come into my office wearing lingerie instead of her normal business suit. She's confused, but naturally abides. I tell her I am not pleased with her work around the office and her new job from here on out is to polish my shoes with her tongue. Being the kinky slut that she is, she is absolutely thrilled to do so. Besides, anything is better than that boring paper work I'm always giving her, right? I take off my heels and order her to smell the insides, which are like expensive perfume to her nostrils. I then order her to suck on my toes through my pantyhose and get a good taste of the slight sweat that's soaked through. Once this foot-slut is done, I send her on her way until I'm ready to use her again.
Domme Attire
Everything I need to be the perfect Domme Humiliatrix is on this list. There are the usual staple pieces and accessories like leather gloves, black pantyhose, high heel boots, and black pantyhose. The look isn’t complete though without a fierce dominatrix biker cap and strong sturdy whip, but just putting on the outfit isn’t enough. Sure you can jerk to the look of your powerful Domme standing over you, but wouldn’t you rather have your mistress ordering you around? Making you beg to worship me leather boots, humiliating you for being such a pathetic loser slave, and punishing you with a few lashes from my whip if you disobey me.
15 Seconds of Torment
I am your wife who has turned you into nothing more than my Sissy Maid. I have never allowed me to sleep with me and have never allowed you to see me naked. I keep you locked in chastity and allow you a chance to cum once a month. You stand in front of me on the first of the month as I sit in front of you fully dressed in a smart, strict looking business outfit. I know it is your day for a chance to cum and when I allow it I give you a countdown of no more than 30 seconds to rub yourself through your thick restrictive pantygirdle. Only this morning I decide to be cruel and amuse myself. I ask you if you'd like to see my panties for 15 seconds, something I rarely allow you to see. You of course answer, "yes Ma'am." I then turn that around on you and ask, "So you would rather see my panties for 15 seconds than rub your panties for 30?" You know you are not allowed to disagree, complain or show disappointment in anyway so you must answer yes. I grin knowing that you will have to wait another long aching month as I ask "Are you sure, Sissy?" you shiver as you answer, "Yes." I tease and mock you about how you must like that aching feeling. How you must enjoy keeping all that cum in your little girly balls. I would then have you squat down in front of me as I face you. I am wearing a very nice skirt that I barely lift at all as I sit. You are only able to see a a tiny area of my panties (white fullcut and thick nylon) covered by my thick tan opaque pantyhose. "Are you ready, Sissy Maid?" I ask. You say "yes Ma'am" and I say "You have a whole 15 seconds to look at my panties, isn't that nice of me, Sissy?" Again you agree with me. I then hold my skirt up very slightly and countdown from 15. As soon as I am finished I pull my skirt back down. I can see the ache, pain and frustration on your face as I smile and tease and mock you with things like "Wasn't that fun, Sissy?" "Maybe if you're a good Sissy maid you can look at them again next month, would like that, Sissy?" I smile knowing that it would mean I'd have to skip cumming again but you must answer, "yes Ma'am." I end by telling you that I will help your aching and frustration by making you watch me masturbate and cum in my panties the rest of the month, knowing that that would you inside. I then tell you I must leave for work and you had better get busy with your chores. I have left a large basket of my panties that need to be ironed as you stand in your tight painful heels.
You Were Never A Man
One day you will accept the fact that God made a mistake when he put you on this Earth. What a pathetic excuse of a man, completely unworthy of that tiny cock hanging between your legs. That soft little nub is almost good enough to be a girl’s clitty. Maybe that’s your purpose in life is to serve as my sissy little fuck. You’ll learn to embrace your new role as a sissy slut, even if it means completely wiping your mind of all your masculinity. Brainwashing you to become a sissy tramp and enhancing all your girly features. The only thing entering that chastised brain is this mantra, “I was never meant to be a man. I was never meant to be a man. I was never meant to be a man.”
Make Out Mandy
Why would any beautiful woman want a loser like you when we have each other? This is the ultimate tease. Mandy Flores and myself enjoying each other's mouths, tongues and bodies. Try not to cry.
First Black Lover
If only you had a bigger cock, then I wouldn’t have to fantasize so much about being fucked by black guys. As much as I try to stay loyal to our marriage, I can’t help feeling sexually unsatisfied. So much that it is literally driving me crazy. Finally, I’ve met an amazing guy who is perfect for keeping your wife happy. His big cock is any woman’s dream, rock hard and primed for drilling to my soft wet pussy. Don’t worry, I told my black lover boy that I would let you watch from the closet as long as you promise not to make a single sound while your slutty wife is plowed by a tattooed African God.
Espen's Treatment
Espen has a seemingly perfect life; a wife, ki.ds, a good job. But something is missing. He is constantly craves the power of a dominant woman and doesn't now how to stop. He has come to the office of Dr. Lynch to seek treatment for his desires. Little does he know i only intend on feeding him. Through many sessions, I know all of his secrets and weaknesses and I am now ready to use him as my puppet. By revealing my silky panties underneath my form fitting pencil skirt I have him right where i want him; a brainless stroke zombie ready to submit to my every demand. With just a little bit of teasing, his little craving has transformed into a full blown addiction. Now he is stuck in a vicious cycle that will keep him coming back for my treatment again and again.
