Video Description: "Can you taste the party?" Its early morning in Berlin. Already 30 Girls said "No". And we almost gave up. But than we met Debbie!

Video Description: "It was so funny in the mud." Dirty Overdose. Shiva and Stormi walked purposely into the mud, just to let this loser lick and swallow all the mud and dirt from their feet. "Isn't it delicious?" Of course. Shiva and Stormi are just evil, they have absolut no mercy and let him lick all the dirt from their feet. "Thats still not clean!" He is licking and swallowing all the disgusting dirt but the two evil girls are not statisfied. They laugh and order to lick faster and to swallow faster. Unbelievable how much dirt this loser has to lick and to swallow. Suddenly he almost starts puking, but he has to swallow the dirt, not to puke it out. "Lets trample him!" Both girls start to trample the loser and while trampling him he has still to clean their filithy feet. Under pain and pressure he licks and licks, so hard he can. But Shiva and Stormi have so much fun and have a special dessert for him. Again a new load of filthy feet. "Lick and clean!"

Video Description: Der beauftragte Schneefeger will mich vertrosten und verweigert seine Arbeit. Dafur wird er heute bestraft von mir. Ich raube ihm im wahrsten Sinne den Atem. Da bleibt ihm glatt die Luft weg und er verfallt mir mehr und mehr. Ein neues Opfer mit dem ich meinen Spass habe.

Video Description: Mistress Amanda adores leather: the scent, the feel, the arousing sound of leather against leather. It arouses Her, fuels Her dominance. And She can tell the chattel beneath Her boots is just as affected. But arousal is not enough. He must be uncomfortable. he must suffer for the privilege. Only when he is fully encased in a tight leather bondage sack, helpless, immobilised, reduced to nothing but a leather-bound worm at Her feet, will he be granted permission to worship Her exquisite boots. This is where he belongs: on the floor, beneath Her, utterly dependent on Her mercy. But Mistress Amanda is not done. With him so perfectly restrained, She cannot resist lowering Herself onto him, pressing Her leather-covered crotch firmly against his face, making him breathe Her in. Too much pleasure for him. A chattel does not deserve pleasure. She resumes Her throne upon him, transforming him into nothing more than a footstool, a boot-licking object, an extension of Her power and pleasure. his final task? To inhale the scent of Her dominance: not just from Her boots, but from the inside of them, where the leather has absorbed Her essence. Now, tell Me... How badly do you wish you were in his place?

Video Description: Dressed in sleek, commanding leather, Mistress Amanda is the embodiment of absolute Dominance. She knows chattel doi's greatest weakness: his obsession with leather. his mind unravels at the mere sight of Her gloves, Her pants, the arousing scent that clings to Her. he would do anything, beg, crawl, debase himself, just for the privilege of worshiping Her in leather. Today, Mistress Amanda is feeling generous. She will allow him to indulge, but only in the way She dictates. his hunger for leather turns him into nothing more than a marionette, a toy in Her grasp, and She delights in pulling his strings. She teases him first, letting him brush his lips against Her gloved fingers, savouring the taste of authority. But She knows what will truly break him. With his nose pressed deep against Her divine leather clad arse he find himself in heaven. he is commanded to the floor, transformed into a human cushion, his purpose reduced to serving as nothing more than a resting place for Her perfect form. his tongue, his breath, everything he is, belongs to Her. The overwhelming presence of Her leather, the weight of Her control, sends him spiraling into mindless submission. his chastity leaks, his thoughts melt into pure, helpless obedience. he is nothing but a cushion, a toy to Her leather-clad supremacy. And Mistress Amanda? She is amused. Pleased. he will stay like this for as long as She desires.

Video Description: Brought to Me for his weekly beating, I am in a terrifying mood. My slave can feel My sadistic fury brewing and can't look Me in the eye. I drag him up by his air and coat his pathetic face in My spit. I kick him to the ground, winded he is momentarily dazed so I beat him with My boots all over his body. I tell him to kneel, still in shock he falters so i skull drag him to his knees. If his hands touch the floor or he falls over I will start from the beginning........ I kick him........ and make him count. Will he be able to take My wrath or will have to start from the beginning????

Video Description: In this clip you can see how I my CBT slave hard again. He is fixed under the cockboard, and his dick lies defenselessly presented in front of me to live out my sadism. First I trample on it with my dirty riding boots and press my spurs deep into his flesh. The pain I cause is too little for me therefor I put thumbtacks under his penis. The effect does not let wait for which is not to be overheard by his screaming. To increase the whole thing once again, I put a cookie cutter on top of cock and stand on it again with full weight. After that I use needles, pliers and clamps until my slave gives up and begs for mercy. In diesem Clip konnt ihr sehen wie ich meinen CBT Sklaven wieder hart foltere. Er ist unter dem Cockboard fixiert, und sein Schwanz liegt wehrlos prasentiert vor mir um meinen Sadismus daran auszuleben. Zuerst trample ich mit meinen schmutzigen Reitstiefel darauf herum und drucke meine Sporen tief in sein Fleisch. Da mir di e Schmerzen welche ich ihm damit zufuge zu gering sind lege ich Reissnagel unter seinen Penis. Di e Wirkung lasst nicht auf sich warten was an seinem Geschreie nicht zu uberhoren ist. Um das Ganz noch einmal zu steigern lege ich dann noch einen Ausstechen oben darauf und stelle mich wieder mit vollem Gewicht darauf. Danach kommen noch Nadeln, Zangen und Klammern zu Einsatz bis mein Sklave aufgibt und um Gnade bettelt.

Video Description: My well trained sluts are desperate to taste My ash and feel the burn from its embers. I have them knelt either side of Me ready and waiting. Dressed in a satin shirt, leather pants and thigh high boots they are putty under My heels. I tease one with My second hand smoke whilst I singe the others skin with My cigarette, nonchalantly flicking ash into their open mouths. I love the power, the control that I have over them, My playthings. They are only allowed to swallow when I say, I fill them up with ash and spit and listen to the sizzle as I trace My cigarette on their flesh !!!!!