Glorious weather. Warm, sweaty and sunny. Splendid. What better way than to give a willing slave the opportunity to be very close to the royal foot. Royal? Sure, of course. However, we speak here in awe of our magnificent Lady Iveta.
In a situation like this, we always recommend counting backwards, solving difficult math problems, or thinking about a slice of cream cake with your mother-in-law. Your penis is hard and swollen, your desire is intense, and the three women are standing around you, playing with your balls like there's no tomorrow.
At first, we weren't sure whether our Lady Iveta wants to preserve jam here or whether she would rather hang up laundry. After all, her slave is somehow a little rascal. But somehow a rag.
We're big art lovers, as you already know, and anyone who followed the first part of this masterpiece knows that the foundation for two fantastic ass paintings was laid there. Now the keen museum visitor might be asking, "What are ass paintings?" Well, sometimes you shouldn't take things quite so literally.
Well, sometimes that's just how it is. Spit won't help. Or maybe it's just a sign of good intentions? After all, you could use lube or some oil! But where's the fun in that, and the necessary touch of humiliation?
Servant's belly against mistress's back? Penis half-erect and ready for penetration? We were already slightly taken aback, and the fur was so wet with precum that it was already dripping down. Pure lust filled the air, and the tension crackled.
That's how it should be! It's not often you see a basement as full as in this fantastic video. Three ladies and a servant? You don't see that very often, and it promises a lot of fun. At least three of those involved will certainly get their money's worth.
Well, language is sometimes a tricky thing. When you start talking about toys, you always have to clarify what you mean. Here it quickly becomes clear that it's not the two servants bent over on the rack waiting to be punished, but the sheer immense selection of the torment toys.
In the end, the reaction was, "What a load of rubbish." But why all this? Our great strength is teasing things in advance to pique your curiosity. Okay, "rubbish" might sound rather negative, but believe us, things really get serious here.
It was so obvious. Sometimes the lighting in a room can hint at what might be coming. But if we've learned one thing, it's that red light never means anything good. It's practically a warning color.
That's how it should be! We rarely get such competent female visitors when it comes to interior design. These two mistresses have already won the "Decorating Beautifully with Servants" competition twice. A great honor, and this award comes with a substantial prize.
Hot! Not the cigarillo Lady Alana Dark is enjoying here, though. More like the ambiance. No wonder, when Madame Élysées and she are tending to a well-endowed servant. Things tend to get a bit rough, and it's not uncommon for someone to get hurt.
Riding crop. We're just going to throw a painful term out there and let it sink in. Do you need more information? It's the fourth part of this "saga of pain," and we're glad we somehow found a working title for it.
You could already sense it. She wasn't up to anything as she came descending the spiral staircase with her long legs and miniskirt. Her gaze was dark and her expression stony. An erection wouldn't help, or so you'd think. Who wants that?
Always keep your eyes down. At least down to the point where the lady agrees. We know that this is how it works in the wild. Have you ever looked a bear in the eye? Or a lioness? Yes, unlikely we know that, but it can't be worse than what Lady Iveta does to you if you risk it.
For a moment, as the first seconds of the third part flickered across the screen, we thought Lady Jolie Berry and Lady Emiliana had tickled the last shreds of life out of the "sitting servant."
Some creatures can simply be controlled with the riding crop. Coaxing or directing with the voice won't help. Of course, that's still an option. But the servant himself only understands one language, and that's "pain."
There are days when even our Madame Élysées has a hint of good humor. Of course, she never lets it show and interprets every friendly gesture as punishment and malice. Where would she end up if she didn't? Her reputation and all that, you know.
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