Here we are again and what can we tell you. You can hand in your weak nerve costume directly at the cloakroom. The times when we still took your sensitivities into consideration are over. Now it's just full throttle and in the face. But did you expect anything different when you visited this site?
The grand finale is imminent. Through unbelievable three parts, our slave was allowed to struggle only to achieve the desired color of the ass. The dumplings were just a bonus here. But it looks good. Uniformly in a soft red. But there is room for improvement.
Roses are red, the butt is still pale. The dominatrix laughs and the slave is in hell. For such rhymes we have attended the Sado-Ladies word-finding academy for a long time. Others would apparently also wish they were somewhere else than waiting bent over in front of Lady Paulina Rouge.
What brings 2 fantastic ladies a lot of fun? Ball games, of course. To be honest we are always far away from football, rugby or table tennis. Whereby the balls of the slaves are more like a table tennis ball than a soccer ball. But this is truly the state before the treatment.
...But hey, we've pulled a brutal video out of a hat for you. Similar to a magician pulling a colorful bouquet of flowers out of his sleeve, our Lady Paulina Rouge pulls out all the stops. The competition? Everything should shine in rose red.
What an unbelievable meanness. Cocks used to have free rein and were allowed to dangle frivolously in the fresh air. But thanks to our Miss May, times have changed and there is no longer a gentle breeze around these wrinkled appendages of the male world.
Well laced is half tortured! Certainly, one of our old truisms again, but we are consistent there. And if the slave hangs around so lazily, you can prepare him for torture right away. Our madame Eva-Liliel can be sure that this lazy rascal has nothing else to do, otherwise he wouldn't have scratched her door like a regretful mutt.
A sunny day on the roof terrace, 2 fantastic ladies and 2, let's call them that, somewhat worn-out gentlemen with ambitions to be trained as an ashtray! But it's not as easy as it sounds! After all, the two trainers are Miss May and Lady Jolie Berrie. It's going to be tough, really tough.
Well, what two precious little diamonds do we have here? Damn high boots, tight jeans and pretty stern looks. That can only be our two fantastic ladies Geneviere Malediv and Louis Lion. You rarely see a double pack like this. Powerful, cruel and handsome at the same time. A perfect complete package.
Welcome to another lesson in the math of pain! First of all, let's start with a very simple task. What is 1+1? Correct. humiliation. As we can see you have been a good and attentive student lately. Keep it up.
The great art is to be celibate, like the yogi in his lonely mountain hut. Mastery and control are everything. But if we're being honest, the old yogi is planing the wood in his hut like a carpenter is planing the wooden leg of a hundred-year-old pirate. abstinence and self-control. Let's be honest.
Apparently, she likes to smoke. After all, she has a cigarette on the penis. Wait, did we read that correctly? On the penis? Do you think this is not possible? So where are we here? Well, first of all, it's not her penis. You can be pretty sure of that.
Some things cannot really be described in words. You can try, but fail miserably. That has to do with the fact that you first have to handle what you see. We wondered for a long time whether we should create a new category for this type of torture. Because everything that has been there up to then is clearly dwarfed here.
Spiked heels. For some a fashionable accessory for others the perfect instrument of torture. But we don't want to give away too much right at the beginning of what this video might be about. This information is only available in very small doses. You could also say we give you nipple clamps.
Mistress Madita is absolutely in her element! A faceless and silent victim, that's how she likes it best. When she still has the opportunity to live out her sick fantasies, it is like a gift for her.
Her slave was promised a fun day. Full of gimmicks and, we're not entirely unaffiliated with that, a lot of bad puns. What became of it in the end? Well basically what was promised. A lot of pain, humiliation and agony. Now that we're reading the text, we realize where the catch was.
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