Mistress Ziva Fey's boss is a *sshole that She decided She had tolerated for too long. So She challenged Mr. Macho to a wrestling match with the understanding that if he wins She'll let him have his way with Her, but if She wins...he's so confident he agreed to be Her sl*ve for an entire month.

Mistress Ziva is stretching on a gym mat at the appointed place, wearing a sexy bl*ck thong leotard that frames Her perfectly round *ss and flat stomach, giving Her a noticeable cameltoe that is bound to distract Her dickhead boss; who suddenly walks in wearing a bl*ck tank top, shorts and a macho libre-type mask, saying to Her:

"Ohhh, good. I didn't think you'd have the 'b*lls' to show up! Not that you have any, but you know what I mean

"Uh, you're 10 minutes late. Let's get on with this, you're so confident you can beat me you agreed to be my sl*ve for an entire month, right?"

"Yeah, yeah, whatever b*by. It ain't gonna happen so I don't care. I'm getting a piece of you"

They square off, he uses his weight to try and push Her down, but She jumps on him, wrapping Her legs around him and puts him in a headlock. He starts walking around, carrying Her, trying to grab Her and get Her of him, but he's losing oxygen fast and his face is getting red. They fall to the ground and Ziva puts him in a leglock, squeezing his head again and his cartoid artery. He starts to make gasping noises and ch*king sounds. She takes one of Her feet and rubs it into his face:

"Smell it! Smell it you dirty harassing pig!"

She rubs it all over his face, then wiggles around, and gets one arm back over his head and neck, with Her other around his leg, putting him in a cradle hold, his shoulders pinned to the mat. She starts counting down and pins him, but he's able to push off. They start grappling again and Mistress Ziva gets him in a scissors, squeezing his head until it looks like a ripe tomato, with him groaning and wheezing. She then jumps up and sits on his face, Her knees pinning his arms down. She counts down to 10, and wins the match. He just groans in exhaustion and humiliation, but She immediately starts in on him:

"Alright b*tch, I've been waiting for this moment for a long time!"

She jumps up onto his chest, leering down at him and puts a foot in his face:

"SUCK IT! Suck the f*cking filth off my feet...it's not the only thing you'll be sucking as my sl*ve b*tch"

She pries his mouth open with Her toes, cramming them into his mouth, making him l*ck in between Her toes, and sucking each one like a c*ck. She uses him as a recliner, sitting on his chest and sm*thering him with Her feet, then getting up and sitting on his face again, his head almost disappearing in Her *ss. She counts down another ten seconds, as if giving him another chance to compete, but he just lays there in complete submission.

She jumps up on top of him again and puts a foot in his face and raises Her arms in victory once again. She's broken him.

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