I begin as I mean to continue, with orders. “Open your mouth,” “Swallow” and I feed My sl*ve with My gloriously tasty saliva. Today I will remind this sl*t quite how much of a “p*ssy-free loser you are!” I have the sl*ve play with himself. As I am wearing beautiful bl*ck lingerie that shows off My stunning, slim, feminine figure the sub’s hand is understandably swift to begin furiously pumping up and down his pathetic c*ck.

I relish telling My subs how their life is and will be. I confirm that this sl*ve is now p*ssy-free and will remain so. I keep this sl*t denied and desperate “Just your hand is all you deserve!” I increase the tease; by moving above the prone sl*ve, My breasts drive the sub crazy “its agony Miss!” Next I move My *ss right over the sl*ve’s face and the sub groans with a lust that he cannot sate. The sight, the scent; My body controls the sub and sends his l*ttle mind spinning.

I have the sl*ve “take a good look” as his view now is unrivalled. My stocking tops lead to bare flesh, My small bl*ck panties and My *ss just millimetres from the sub’s red face. If he looks back My high-heeled shoes will set his tiny c*ck length to shame. Such a fine position for this lucky boy to find himself in. “Take a look at what you will never, ever be allowed!” I insist. As My sl*ve declares himself unworthy – rarely has he uttered a truer work – I sink My *ss onto his face and sit, resting My perfect posterior on the pliant submissive.

The sl*ve’s nose disappears between My cheeks, towards the bl*ck thong. At the same time, the sub understandably loses the power of speech and the sounds that he emits are deep groans. All the while his grasp of his c*ck is the only thing keeping the overwhelmed boy vaguely sane. “Right beneath My *ss” I feel the sl*ve’s nose on My panties. The sub is so close and yet, kept so far from the perfect p*ssy paradise. Veins stand out on the sl*ve’s flushed head, as I have him sn*ff and continue to pull his pathetic, useless plonker.

The contrast between My majestic position, calm, influential, controlling and the overheated, flustered, tugging l*ttle sl*ve can be seen and is instructive. I know that My sub is absorbing every moment of this, reminding himself that he is such a p*ssy free loser. “Sn*ff deeper!” I insist, as the sl*ve struggles to breathe. I sit back and demand to know how desperate the sub is, whilst I ensure that My bra grazes the sub’s nose and My bust blocks out his vision. The sl*ve struggles with his words and then admits total desperation, that seeing what he cannot have is t*rmenting to distraction and destruction.

Now that I have shown the sub his position and fully engaged him with the predicament of life without p*ssy “hands only!” I add to the excruciating humiliation. I further remind the sl*ve of his place by confirming that he will now receive throbbing, eager c*ck, nice and deep inside his slutty l*ttle h*les. To assist Me I have a second sl*ve produce his stiff c*ck and I play with it, right over the first sub’s face. The c*ck is very excited and more than willing to fill My loser sl*ve who, I note, has stiffened up himself as he learnt to appreciate where he belonged in life.

Once I am ready, I warm up the loser’s slutty l*ttle h*le while he admires the c*ck that will soon take him and ruin his *ss. I insert My fingers and the sl*t is ready and willing for more. I have the loser pumped on his back, the second sl*ve pushing himself inside as both of My boys moan and groan. When I have the subs engaged, pumping nicely and enjoying each other, I take My place, sat on the loser’s face once more.

What a lucky sl*ve, face sat by Me whilst My selected sub wrecks his *ss and thrusts vigorously into his insides. The desperate sl*ve plays with himself as I deny him p*ssy and use his h*le to please other men. The sub feels the big c*ck inside him, stretching him, desperate to c*m, using the loser. All the while the sub sn*ffs My panties and, as I have the c*ck stay rock hard inside him, the combination sends My loser over the edge. I give permission for the loser to c*m, and he spurts over his hands, his belly and reveals himself as the slutty wh*re I knew him to be.

I have the loser scoop up and eat all of his c*m splooge, described by him as “salty, humiliating, Miss.” All the time I ensure that the c*ck remains buried deep inside his *ss. What a l*ttle sl*t, denial and hard c*cks is all this loser deserves!

Face Sitting Frauen Domination *rniedrigung KNOW YOUR PLACE: P*SSY FREE AND MADE TO TAKE REAL C*CK mit C4s.com

Face Sitting Frauen Domination rniedrigung KNOW YOUR PLACE: PSSY FREE AND MADE TO TAKE REAL C*CK mit C4s.com