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.
Yes, it was a long, long time ago. Old fairy tales usually begin with this opening phrase. And of course, we can also tell stories. Stories of severity, harshness, humiliation and mean stepmothers.
It's really quite simple. The mistress sets tasks and these must be fulfilled to her fullest satisfaction. But one or the other slave may not take it that seriously. What is going on in the mind? We don't know and of course we would be very different. Because to get into the destructive hands of Lady Johanna. No thanks. Whereby. Nevermind, that's another topic.
The most important thing is always to warm up beforehand. Our old sports teacher always gave us that on the way. Of course, it's the same with a session. Here muscles have to be stretched and straightened. Not that our Domina Liane is still pulling herself a little.
Where has our Lady Iveta been again? A walk in the woods? A walk through the park in the moonlight? In any case, she probably needed the heavy boots today. And how heavy. Her slave seems to like it.
Sorry but I can’t hear you. Sometimes you need to talk a little bit louder when Mistress Cloe is swinging her frightening leather riding-crop. Even if the sound of the impact is so damn loud, that poor little servants voice is overlaid.
Do you still remember the old days? When technology wasn't that advanced? The first USB ports appeared on the PC and everything became easier? Devices could be easily installed. Without much effort, the printer ran as if by magic. Yes, those were the days of plug and play.
Oh, jerking off a bit is something great. Rub the willing dick until redemption occurs in the form of a heavy, wet and sticky orgasm. Sperm! A dream. Quasi the icing on the cake under the body fluids.
Oh how wonderful. Our lovely Lady Iveta. It's always a splendor when she invites to a little dance. Only the most daring among the slaves are brave enough to engage in a tango with her. Why do you have to worry about hitting the dance floor with Lady Iveta?
All of life is a lucky bag. All of life is a roller coaster ride. And all of life sometimes seems to consist only of pain and even more pain. Of course, it always depends on what goals you set yourself. Lady Iveta's slave seems to have big goals. He wanted to aim high and in the end? He fell deeply.
GUYS, THIS IS THE FIRST CLIP OF LADY IVETAS'S FINAL SHOOTING EVER!
A swing like that is pretty practical. But if you are expecting lush meadows, blooming flowers and floodplain forests in which this very swing on an old apple tree sways in the wind while the lustful rabbit beats the ass of the horny fox, we have to disappoint you. We cannot see a fox with its fur down, nor said rabbit. But the swing is there, albeit with less nature in the panorama.
If even the smallest dick withdraws in fear, then Madame Eva-Liliel must be in the league. At first everything looked like relaxation here. As so often, our madame asked us for an adequate ashtray replacement.
New boots want and need to be broken in. Otherwise they pinch. Kind of like when Mistress Bella Lugosi works on her slave's nipples. This should be avoided. We would like to make it clear here that it is not the nipples that need to be protected.
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.
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