VIDEOS
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.
Circumcision Gossip
I had no one to talk to. Mom told me I shouldn’t talk about it, and my little brother obviously doesn’t want to tell me what an ordeal he is going through. So I call my big sister to tell her about the interesting events of today and how our brother finally got circumcised. You’d think a guy who is almost in college wouldn’t want to harm his perfectly fine adult cock. I mean. Circumcision operations are performed when you’re a baby, and the procedure is more difficult when you're older. I couldn’t help myself from laughing at the pain he’s in. How he was born with a weird penis that needed to be sliced and I was born with a perfectly beautiful slice between my legs. Everything the nurses and doctors said to him I told to her, giggling at every detail. I really want to tease and humiliate him a little more, but I’m pretty sure I’d be grounded if I made fun of bro’s mutilated cock.
Edge For Me
Closer and closer you get to the edge. Feeling all that cum boiling up and bursting from your cock like an epic steamy geyser. Nothing can stop you from releasing your sticky load except the seductive command by your Goddess to “STOP”! Your hand goes limp and your cock twitches, aching for another beat to bring yourself to orgasm. But you know better to disobey the powerful woman who controls your life, and especially that cock. All you can do is watch her tease you with her perfect body encased tightly in latex, making you suffer in your aroused state of torture.
