She gets up and walks back over #1 and he is surely hoping he will now feel her thick *ss on his head but instead she jumps back up onto his chest. “You two are competing for this *ss” she tells him. She starts to jump on his chest and then rubs the sole of her foot over his mouth. She does some more squats on him and then again steps on his neck. Next she starts to do some high leaping on his chest making him really groan in p*in. The other sl*ve eagerly waits to see what’s next for him. She face f*cks 1 with her foot and then tells him she has decided the other sl*ve gets her *ss today. The trampled sl*ve has done all the s*ffering and now #2 gets the reward. Miss Muscle knows a strategy like this will keep the sl*ves competitive, after all no Mistress wants sl*ves that are buddies. They should be closer to mortal enemies, competing for whatever bone she might toss their way. She sits down on the trample floor, her *ss over the sl*ves mouth and orders him to eat her *ss. “Make him jealous” she says, looking over at her other possession.

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Sadistic Miss Muscle has two sl*ves on the floor below her and is about to use them both for her amusement. She steps onto the first and he grunts as she is a solid girl weighing over 150 pounds. She works her way up from his groin to his chest where she squats down to look him in the eye. She tells him he may get her *ss on his face if he pleases her but the other sl*ve is feet away, secured in the trample floor, and might get the honor instead. She steps on his throat and threatens to crush it. She then steps over to the trample floor and brings her *ss down on sl*ve 2’s face. She asks the first sl*ve if he is jealous and he is as he hears number 2 kissing her *ss cheeks.

She gets up and walks back over #1 and he is surely hoping he will now feel her thick *ss on his head but instead she jumps back up onto his chest. “You two are competing for this *ss” she tells him. She starts to jump on his chest and then rubs the s

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