Video Description: At Valhalla, Lady Dark Angel is addressing two slaves who are facing her while on their knees. She advises them this was was Ballbusting Day and she had a good total figure in mind. Foolishly one of them asks if it might be ten. The lady who is quite amazed the slave had such temerity and begins with him, launching her boot towards his cock and balls, only to ask if it did hurt. One after the other, Lady Dark Angel sends her boots aimed in the direction of their balls but the first slave attempted to avoid her kicks so the lady sends a flurry of kicks towards him Securing one of the slaves to the ceiling Lady Dark Angel then orders the other to observe how a ballbusting is taken. The bigger slave then takes the bulk of the ballbusting not least because he has been awared the role of being an example for the other. Time and again he is ordered to open his legs so Lady Dark Angel can channel her kicks towards his balls. This slave is tough and well-practised. Even his arms which are pulled up high ache, never mind his balls The count for the slave mounts up 160, 170 and it still goes on. Thankfully for this slave the kicks come in batches. Nevertheless the climb towards the magic or should that be manic 200 kicks is long and hard.

Video Description: Back at Valhalla, two slaves are busy accessing the internet on their phones when Lady Dark Angel in black with her thigh high boots enters, demanding they put their phones away. One was looking at pornography says Lady Dark Angel as she questions the slave in the blue sweatshirt, motioning to slap the other slave for accessing pornography before demanding their phones. Thus the lady announces she needs to punish the slaves for what she had seen on their phonesThe slaves are ordered to place their hands behind their backs, keeping their feet apart as Lady Dark Angel focuses their attention to her boots and tells the slaves she does not want them to have any pleasure in their cock and balls, then swinging her boots towards the slaves. The men are then ordered to their knees with their backs to the lady who tells them she is going to make they regretful. The kicking of balls and cocks amidst admonishmentss begins as Lady Dark Angel then confiscates the phones of the slaves so they are unable to watch porn when they were meant to be workingThe memorable kicking punishment of balls and cocks continues, alternately, first one and then the other. At one point Lady Dark Angel musing she wonders who will give in as she clearly takes delight in swinging her boot against cock and balls. Examining the balls of each slave Lady Dark Angel considers how bruised, swollen and painful they are. The moral of this story - When you meant to work, work. Don't watch porn.

Video Description: Back at Valhalla, Lady Dark Angel is fixing a shiny pair of spurs to her thigh high boots, playing with and admiring the sharp spikes as her longterm pain slave crawls in on his hands and knees. The lady shows him her spurs and boots encouraging the slave’s love and adoration of the combination. The slave is encouraged to feel the sharpness of the spikes and then to lie down in front of the lady Instantly Lady Dark Angel slides her boot over the slave's cock, squeezing down on the member as says Lady Dark Angel, one couldn’t have the slave too excited. Changing position, Lady Dark Angel stands over the slave, drawing her spiked boots close to his face and then sits down on the man’s face, smiling as she does so as in her mind, it is a treat for her slave as the lady loves around the man’s face. Thereafter repositioning herself she digs her heel into his balls which of course the man felt. Lady Dark Angel continues the dragging now of her spurs on the man’s balls and cock eliciting squeals from the slave Lady Dark Angel's leather-clad bottom is now bouncing over the man's face, taking the man’s breath away and then squeezing his cock and balls sandwiching them with an iron grip of her boots. The man squeals beneath the frame of Lady Dark Angel, making moaning sounds leaving himself breathless

Video Description: Your best friend's mom is a total MILF: big tits, soft lips, sort of flirty...maybe that last part is wishful thinking. Still, every time you two are alone together, you can't fight the feelings you have. You want her. More than you want any of the girls in school, even your girlfriend...not that she gives you anything. All you've done is kiss! But your best friend is always ditching you to go screw his girlfriend somewhere. The two of them can't keep their hands off one another! Tonight, he leaves you mid-sleepover, to go get his dick wet. Of course, when his mom finds you alone, she's annoyed at him, ditching you like that. "Now that I have you alone, though," she says, sitting down on the bed next to you, "I did want to ask you some things. About him, and that girlfriend of his. Would you mind?" she's leaning towards you, the cleavage spilling out of her tight, low-cut shirt. You try not to stare, but frankly, its futile. You're pretty sure she can tell, but you're equally sure she doesn't mind the staring. "You know," she sighs, "I know he's having sex. I just don't know if he's being safe. I don't know what the state of your sex ed is! Actually, if you ever had any questions," she purrs, "I'd be happy to answer them." Your cock stiffens in your pajamas and you try to shift yourself and hide it. But there's no use. You may not ever use it, but your cock is, you know, huge. Thick, hard, and pointing right at the very object of your desire. She's onto you, but she doesn't seem upset about it. She seems...interested. She's moved closer, and her hand is moving up from your knee, to your thigh, and now...well, by now, you're in a position that would be very, very difficult to explain to your friend!

Video Description: I adore nothing more than teasing my slaves with the things they desire most. Slave G worships my spit, he adores the sight, the smell and the taste of it. It makes his cock so hard and desperate for release, today he will be my human spittoon, and he has been instructed to catch every single drop of my precious saliva in his mouth. To earn the privilege of swallowing and enjoying my spit to its full potential, he must control his excitement as I stroke his cock and resist the urge to orgasm. He mumbles agreements in response to my challenge however we are both well aware of just how difficult he will find this task. To begin, I fill his mouth with my spit and he dutifully keeps it safe in his mouth. He misses one drop, so I collect the spit from his chin with my finger and put it back into his mouth. I tell him to stand, and remind him not to swallow my precious spit without my permission. If he cums, he will need to spit out my saliva as punishment. He moans with his mouth full of my spit as I start to stimulate his cock with my hand, struggling to concentrate on both not cumming and not swallowing the spit in his mouth. I instruct him to get to his knees again and fill his mouth further with my foamy precious spit. As I tower over him, I stimulate his cock and continue to fill his mouth, reminding him he must not cum or swallow. I tell him I want his mouth filled to the brim while his cock is tormented, I want his mouth so full and his cock so desperate that he chokes with sheer excitement. I order slave G to stand so I can get a better grasp on his desperate appendage. He moans in frustration as my hand wanks his cock faster and harder, continually reminding him that he must not cum if he wants to swallow my precious spit that is overwhelming his mouth. After dutifully catching more spit in his mouth, G moans with desperation as I tell him to get back on his feet for one final edging. I remind him of the rules once again: if he controls himself during this edging, he will be rewarded with permission to swallow my spit. If he does not control himself, his orgasm will be ruined and he must spit out my saliva into the toilet. As I stimulate his cock for the final edging, his body tenses and his vocalisations become more intense and desperate. His breathing is heavy and as I start the countdown from 10, his body hunches over struggling to keep his imminent orgasm at bay. At 5 on the countdown his cock is desperate, he pleads and moans for the countdown to stop, and when we finally get to 0 with no orgasm I remove my hand and instruct him to swallow my divine long awaited spit. He thanks me through heavy breaths, recovering from the torment. I tell him to get back on his knees and I give this human spittoon one last drip of my saliva before telling him to crawl away.