Bor how can one be so suckingly incompetent, like this slave?! This bimbo is a born loser. Nothing but absolutely nothing he gets on the chain! First he fails at the back and foot massage, then he sucks my strapon, like fallen asleep feet. Experience in this first part of this two clip, as this big morron brings me to the white heat, before I call my best friend and invite him to spend his hot lunch break with me.
My slave has recently “earned” 200 face slaps during a game. Well, now is the time he repays his gambling debts. This means that I will give him a real heavy storm of face slaps which – as I admit – carry out mercilessly for my malicious satisfaction. Lets see what hurts more in the end, my hands or his face. Lets go, fuckwit.
What is even better than a relaxing spring walk in the countryside? Right, an idiot whom I can chase around! And so, this little creek – which I like to cross – is coming at the right time. My slave is allowed to be useful for me and serves me as a pier in the ice-cold water. I don’t give a shit whether a certain part of his body will freeze off or not while I trample him. Be sure, I could not care less about it!
When Im with my hot lover, we can fuck until the doctor comes. 5, 6 times are not uncommon here. Tonight was no exception. To prepare myself best for the coming night, I also invited my little sissy bitch. My chaste little chambermaid had the task of combing my silky soft hair, helping me with my make-up and standing by as a footstool so that my lover and I could kiss at eye level. During foreplay in bed, he was then allowed to contribute to our hot feel-good moment with thousands of foot caresses. Thus prepared, my lover and I could then get going properly and bring the sperm factory to full speed. The morning after, we went to my leftover recycler, who was already waiting patiently for me in his cage. So that this cage bird also had something of my hot night, I attached some Parisians to his cage. Driven by a few electric shocks and some other little vulgarities, I now let this cagemade suck the condoms out. His body also got the necessary protein portion with a little sperm shower. So much sperm disappeared in this hog that I wanted to get back to my lover as quickly as possible in order to replenish the supply. In any case, I dont have to worry about short-time work in my sperm factory.
My slave gave me a pair of beautiful sneakers today. They really fit me perfectly, even if this little shoe bimbo is not able to put the new shoes on me. I want to try them out directly a little and since this soft footwear also needs a soft underground, I order my slave to be available to me as a carpet. Stupid only that this carpet does not fit colorwise so at all to my shoes. So its time to create this grievance out of the world and I trample and jump around on the carpet until its color and pattern are exactly as I want them to be. Because no matter how my carpets and slaves look or behave, what does not fit, is made by me to fit!
Kiss the hand that beats you!After an infinitely long time, I have met my slave Paladine again. A long time in which I had a lot of opportunities to come up with some nice games for my slave pig. You can see some of the games here in this clip where we exchange our sympathies for each other.
I know for sure that right now you have your hand in your pants again and youre jerking off. But now the party is over you little wanking slut. I put you in a chastity belt and only let you out again, if and when I want it. In this clip, you will learn, little perpetual wanker, exactly how I practice chastity of my slaves and how I guarantee 100% long distance chastity.
It’s time for slaps. Why? Just because this dumbass at my feet is not able to formulate just one decent sentence. I ask him something – and as an answer I just get some foolish set of letters. So, it’s time for communication in Krasaviza-style! A heavy load of face slaps and my snot directly into his slave mouth loosens his jaws. OK of course, the foolish fuckface can’t tell me if it really helps or not. But no matter how – it just goes on: Left, right – slap, slap
My boots need a thorough cleaning after a long time in the closet. What is not better than a soft wet tongue of my slaves? But so that all the dirt is licked away properly, a strict leadership is necessary! I lead this bootlicker via a leash which is attached with clamps to his nipples and guide him during his painful cleaning. This way boot cleaning is fun!
This clip may remind some of you of the age-old computer game Minesweaper, where you cant hit a mine while turning over your tiles. Well I sent my slave through a minefield as well. For this I set up lots of mousetraps and blindfolded him. The little mine hunter should sniff blindly some old socks of mine on his way through the minefield. To give him due diligence and increase his chances of falling into a mousetrap, I strapped his useless balls into a humbler. My realization after that day, as a Leopard II tracking tank, he cuts as good a figure as any non-functioning Bundeswehr tech. xD No wonder with the crooked prong in his face and the Windows 3.1 computer in his head. Clearly, this sock bimbo had earned a proper beating in the form of lashes afterwards. At least I know now that even if he were a cripple in an emergency, I would be guaranteed to get through any minefield unscathed and with a lot of fun. But anyway, its My Safety First! Check it out!
