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English speaking. it’s a radiant day, the sky clear and the sun kissing our skin on the terrace, where i and my three fellowmistresses lounge on a white velvet couch, our throne beneath golden rays. the air is warm, scented withsummer blooms, and our relaxation is perfection… until a slave dares to intrude, arriving for our video shoot. hismere presence is an offense, a disruption to our bliss. i fix him with a stare that could burn through steel, a cruelsmile playing on my lips. “present yourself,” i command, my voice cold as marble. “and let’s see if you’re worthour time.”i’m wearing a pair of stunning red pvc sandals, glossy and commanding, hugging my feet like a symbol ofdominance. with a slow gesture, i point to them. “take them off,” i order, piercing him with my gaze. “you have30 seconds to greet your mistresses properly, kissing our feet. but be warned, these sandals are… tricky.” ichuckle, knowing full well he’ll fail. the other mistresses erupt in sharp, mocking laughter, a chorus of scorn thatfills the terrace. “hurry up,” one of them snaps, her tone allowing no excuses. he drops to his knees, handstrembling as he fumbles with the straps, sweat beading on his forehead under our unrelenting stares. theseconds fly by. “time’s up,” i announce with a smirk, before he can even finish trying. “pathetic.”  “now you pay,” i say, rising with a grace that radiates power. “thirty kicks to the balls from each of us. do the math—there are four mistresses.” his face drains of color, but he doesn’t dare protest. nearby, our human counter, another pitiful slave, is tasked with keeping track. but as we begin to strike—each kick precise, deliberate, a burst of agony—the counter falters, stammering numbers like a fool. “idiot!” i snap, pausing only to humiliate him. “can’t even count? you’re as useless as he is!” the other mistresses laugh, hurling insults that cut like whips. “start over,” one of them orders, and the counter, face flaming, tries again as we resume the punishment.the kicks rain down, a relentless rhythm under the blazing sun. the slave groans, doubled over, but we don’t care. “this is for your failure,” i say, delivering another kick with a satisfied smile. after an eternity of moans and sweat, we stop. he’s a wreck, gasping, crumpled at our feet. “good,” i declare, sinking back onto the couch, legs crossed with regal elegance. “now you’re ready for the videos.” the other mistresses laugh, their voices ringing like a warning. “and you,” i add, turning to the human counter, “count properly next time, or you’ll end up like him.”we settle back, the sun caressing our skin, while the two slaves, humiliated and broken, know their only purpose is to serve us. the filming day has just begun, and we reign supreme.   È una giornata soleggiata, il cielo terso e il sole che bacia la nostra pelle sul terrazzo, dove io e le mie tre compagne mistress siamo sdraiate su un divano di velluto bianco, il nostro trono sotto i raggi dorati. l’aria è tiepida, profumata di fiori estivi, e il nostro relax è un quadro perfetto… finché uno schiavo non irrompe, pronto per girare video con noi. la sua presenza è un’offesa, un’interruzione al nostro piacere. lo fisso con occhi che potrebbero incenerirlo, un sorriso crudele che si disegna sulle mie labbra. “presentati,” ordino, la voce fredda come il marmo. “e vediamo se sei degno di stare al nostro cospetto.”indosso un paio di sandali rossi in pvc, lucidi e mozzafiato, che avvolgono i miei piedi come un simbolo di dominio. con un gesto lento, li indico. “toglili,” comando, trapassandolo con lo sguardo. “hai 30 secondi per salutarci come si deve, baciando i nostri piedi. ma attento, questi sandali sono… complicati.” ridacchio, sapendo che non ce la farà. le altre mistress scoppiano in una risata tagliente, un coro di scherno che riempie il terrazzo. “sbrigati,” aggiunge una di loro, il tono che non tollera esitazioni. lui si inginocchia, le mani tremanti mentre lotta con le fibbie, il sudore che gli cola dalla fronte sotto i nostri occhi implacabili. i secondi volano. “tempo scaduto,” annuncio con un ghigno, prima ancora che possa finire. “patetico.”  “ora paghi,” dico, alzandomi con una grazia che trasuda potere. “trenta calci nelle palle da ciascuna di noi. fai i conti, siamo in quattro.” il suo viso si sbianca, ma non ha il coraggio di fiatare. accanto a noi, il nostro contatore umano, un altro schiavo miserabile, ha il compito di tenere il conto. ma mentre iniziamo a colpire – ogni calcio preciso, deciso, un’esplosione di dolore – il contatore si perde, balbettando numeri senza senso. “idiota!” lo apostrofo, interrompendo il ritmo solo per umiliarlo. “non sai contare? sei inutile quanto lui!” le altre mistress ridono, scagliando insulti che colpiscono come fruste. “ricomincia,” ordina una di loro, e il contatore, con il viso in fiamme, ci riprova, mentre noi continuiamo a infliggere la punizione.i calci si susseguono, un ritmo spietato sotto il sole cocente. lo schiavo geme, piegato in due, ma a noi non importa nulla. “questo è per la tua incapacità,” dico, sferrando un altro calcio con un sorriso soddisfatto. dopo un’eternità di lamenti e sudore, ci fermiamo. lui è un relitto, ansimante, accasciato ai nostri piedi. “bene,” dichiaro, tornando a sedermi sul divano, le gambe accavallate con eleganza regale. “ora sei pronto per i video.” le altre mistress ridono, un suono che rimbomba come un monito. “e tu,” aggiungo, voltandomi verso il contatore umano, “la prossima volta conta bene, o finirai come lui.”ci rilassiamo di nuovo, il sole che ci accarezza la pelle, mentre i due schiavi, umiliati e distrutti, sanno che esistono solo per servirci. la giornata di filming è appena iniziata, e noi regniamo assolute. ]]> Wed 21 Jan 2026 05:20:48 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/8543555/ludovica-luxury-30-kicks-each-other-mobile/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/8368905/lady-blackdiamoond-loves-it-when-his-cock-and-ball-are-hurt-like-hell4/
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My feet are so filthy dirty the bottom of my soles are just black from all the dirt, i have my foot slaves balls ties up i get in front of him and make him lick all the dirt off, but i don't make it easy for himi move back and make him reach to lick my dirty feet clean making his balls in chastity pull back, pulling and tugging at them so hard but he'll take all the pain and all the filth to please his mistress ]]> Sat 18 Oct 2025 23:07:02 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/8609674/dirty-filty-foot-clean-up-lady-bella-makes-her-foot-slave-in-chasity-and-latex-clean-up-her-dirty-filthy-feet/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/8609949/dirty-filty-foot-clean-up-lady-bella-makes-her-foot-slave-in-chasity-and-latex-clean-up-her-dirty-filthy-feet/
My feet are so filthy dirty the bottom of my soles are just black from all the dirt, i have my foot slaves balls ties up i get in front of him and make him lick all the dirt off, but i don't make it easy for himi move back and make him reach to lick my dirty feet clean making his balls in chastity pull back, pulling and tugging at them so hard but he'll take all the pain and all the filth to please his mistress ]]> Sat 18 Oct 2025 16:37:10 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/8609949/dirty-filty-foot-clean-up-lady-bella-makes-her-foot-slave-in-chasity-and-latex-clean-up-her-dirty-filthy-feet/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/8531245/ludovica-luxury-30-kicks-each-other-hd/
English speaking. it’s a radiant day, the sky clear and the sun kissing our skin on the terrace, where i and my three fellowmistresses lounge on a white velvet couch, our throne beneath golden rays. the air is warm, scented withsummer blooms, and our relaxation is perfection… until a slave dares to intrude, arriving for our video shoot. hismere presence is an offense, a disruption to our bliss. i fix him with a stare that could burn through steel, a cruelsmile playing on my lips. “present yourself,” i command, my voice cold as marble. “and let’s see if you’re worthour time.”i’m wearing a pair of stunning red pvc sandals, glossy and commanding, hugging my feet like a symbol ofdominance. with a slow gesture, i point to them. “take them off,” i order, piercing him with my gaze. “you have30 seconds to greet your mistresses properly, kissing our feet. but be warned, these sandals are… tricky.” ichuckle, knowing full well he’ll fail. the other mistresses erupt in sharp, mocking laughter, a chorus of scorn thatfills the terrace. “hurry up,” one of them snaps, her tone allowing no excuses. he drops to his knees, handstrembling as he fumbles with the straps, sweat beading on his forehead under our unrelenting stares. theseconds fly by. “time’s up,” i announce with a smirk, before he can even finish trying. “pathetic.”  “now you pay,” i say, rising with a grace that radiates power. “thirty kicks to the balls from each of us. do the math—there are four mistresses.” his face drains of color, but he doesn’t dare protest. nearby, our human counter, another pitiful slave, is tasked with keeping track. but as we begin to strike—each kick precise, deliberate, a burst of agony—the counter falters, stammering numbers like a fool. “idiot!” i snap, pausing only to humiliate him. “can’t even count? you’re as useless as he is!” the other mistresses laugh, hurling insults that cut like whips. “start over,” one of them orders, and the counter, face flaming, tries again as we resume the punishment.the kicks rain down, a relentless rhythm under the blazing sun. the slave groans, doubled over, but we don’t care. “this is for your failure,” i say, delivering another kick with a satisfied smile. after an eternity of moans and sweat, we stop. he’s a wreck, gasping, crumpled at our feet. “good,” i declare, sinking back onto the couch, legs crossed with regal elegance. “now you’re ready for the videos.” the other mistresses laugh, their voices ringing like a warning. “and you,” i add, turning to the human counter, “count properly next time, or you’ll end up like him.”we settle back, the sun caressing our skin, while the two slaves, humiliated and broken, know their only purpose is to serve us. the filming day has just begun, and we reign supreme.   È una giornata soleggiata, il cielo terso e il sole che bacia la nostra pelle sul terrazzo, dove io e le mie tre compagne mistress siamo sdraiate su un divano di velluto bianco, il nostro trono sotto i raggi dorati. l’aria è tiepida, profumata di fiori estivi, e il nostro relax è un quadro perfetto… finché uno schiavo non irrompe, pronto per girare video con noi. la sua presenza è un’offesa, un’interruzione al nostro piacere. lo fisso con occhi che potrebbero incenerirlo, un sorriso crudele che si disegna sulle mie labbra. “presentati,” ordino, la voce fredda come il marmo. “e vediamo se sei degno di stare al nostro cospetto.”indosso un paio di sandali rossi in pvc, lucidi e mozzafiato, che avvolgono i miei piedi come un simbolo di dominio. con un gesto lento, li indico. “toglili,” comando, trapassandolo con lo sguardo. “hai 30 secondi per salutarci come si deve, baciando i nostri piedi. ma attento, questi sandali sono… complicati.” ridacchio, sapendo che non ce la farà. le altre mistress scoppiano in una risata tagliente, un coro di scherno che riempie il terrazzo. “sbrigati,” aggiunge una di loro, il tono che non tollera esitazioni. lui si inginocchia, le mani tremanti mentre lotta con le fibbie, il sudore che gli cola dalla fronte sotto i nostri occhi implacabili. i secondi volano. “tempo scaduto,” annuncio con un ghigno, prima ancora che possa finire. “patetico.”  “ora paghi,” dico, alzandomi con una grazia che trasuda potere. “trenta calci nelle palle da ciascuna di noi. fai i conti, siamo in quattro.” il suo viso si sbianca, ma non ha il coraggio di fiatare. accanto a noi, il nostro contatore umano, un altro schiavo miserabile, ha il compito di tenere il conto. ma mentre iniziamo a colpire – ogni calcio preciso, deciso, un’esplosione di dolore – il contatore si perde, balbettando numeri senza senso. “idiota!” lo apostrofo, interrompendo il ritmo solo per umiliarlo. “non sai contare? sei inutile quanto lui!” le altre mistress ridono, scagliando insulti che colpiscono come fruste. “ricomincia,” ordina una di loro, e il contatore, con il viso in fiamme, ci riprova, mentre noi continuiamo a infliggere la punizione.i calci si susseguono, un ritmo spietato sotto il sole cocente. lo schiavo geme, piegato in due, ma a noi non importa nulla. “questo è per la tua incapacità,” dico, sferrando un altro calcio con un sorriso soddisfatto. dopo un’eternità di lamenti e sudore, ci fermiamo. lui è un relitto, ansimante, accasciato ai nostri piedi. “bene,” dichiaro, tornando a sedermi sul divano, le gambe accavallate con eleganza regale. “ora sei pronto per i video.” le altre mistress ridono, un suono che rimbomba come un monito. “e tu,” aggiungo, voltandomi verso il contatore umano, “la prossima volta conta bene, o finirai come lui.”ci rilassiamo di nuovo, il sole che ci accarezza la pelle, mentre i due schiavi, umiliati e distrutti, sanno che esistono solo per servirci. la giornata di filming è appena iniziata, e noi regniamo assolute. ]]> Mon 06 Oct 2025 11:40:03 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/8531245/ludovica-luxury-30-kicks-each-other-hd/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/8522250/edging-ballbusting-with-sadistic-lexie-pov-orgasm-control-cbt/
I may not get a reward for taking lexie’s intense ball beating (because a ball beating is reward enough).. but she is nice enough to edge and stroke my cock while slapping and hitting my balls some more! she’s delighted by my pain and even considers letting me cum, but in the end the ball busting is just too intense for me and leaves me aching and denied.. still so fucking hot..  ]]> Sat 04 Oct 2025 12:55:55 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/8522250/edging-ballbusting-with-sadistic-lexie-pov-orgasm-control-cbt/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/7937187/mistress-lady-renee-hanging-balls-kicked-wmv/
The slave is really perched in a precarious position; i have made sure that he is securely fixed and extremely uncomfortable. that discomfort will soon turn into extreme pain and suffering as i proceed to kick and destroy those hanging bitch balls. they are like two useless plums, ripe for the picking. i won't be picking them, but i will be kicking them; over and over again, all just to make the slave cry in pain and to entertain myself by making him suffer. i will also expect him to thank me for the privilege of being ballbusted by me!   also available in wmv format ]]> Wed 10 Sep 2025 01:30:10 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/7937187/mistress-lady-renee-hanging-balls-kicked-wmv/ https://fapster.xxx/videos/7899450/mistress-lady-renee-hanging-balls-kicked-mp4/
The slave is really perched in a precarious position; i have made sure that he is securely fixed and extremely uncomfortable. that discomfort will soon turn into extreme pain and suffering as i proceed to kick and destroy those hanging bitch balls. they are like two useless plums, ripe for the picking. i won't be picking them, but i will be kicking them; over and over again, all just to make the slave cry in pain and to entertain myself by making him suffer. i will also expect him to thank me for the privilege of being ballbusted by me!   also available in wmv format ]]> Sun 31 Aug 2025 13:16:59 +0200 https://fapster.xxx/videos/7899450/mistress-lady-renee-hanging-balls-kicked-mp4/