During the whole month of October all males must remain locked in chastity. I am celebrating Locktober every year and all My chattels, devotees and fans are instructed to join.
My devotees receive tease and denial tasks for Locktober on My fan page, OnlyEzada.com. Every second day or so I publish an exclusive clip on My OnlyFans page. This is a random one filmed the other day. The surprise prize was a pair of My worn panties and an exclusive clip with his name mentioned.
2017 is almost over; it’s time to do the inventory and see how many orgasms I have ruined on camera this year. Over 100 of them, compiled in this clip, plus several not ruined (lucky slaves, aren’t they?), generating puddles of cum in My hands, under My feet, or even under the rough touch of My shoes or pantyhose – almost 2 hours of continuous milking for those who missed any during the year or just want to have them all in one place.
It has been a while since I have published femdom art on My blog, but I am feeling inspired by My pet whose task (one of the many) is to entertain Me daily with articles, paintings and femdom drawings.
I was not able to find too much information about Stig. He is, possibly, a French illustrator, not very well known. What I like the most about his art is the uncomfortable positions in which the males are tied up. The ladies, on the other hand, are, most of the time, indifferent to their struggle, and they perform the corporal punishment or the tease and denial calmly, like they are not aware of his torment.
I find this drawing especially arousing. he is unable to move and, although obviously scared, under the experienced hands of the lady he can’t hold it back and he is forced to cum while she is squeezing his balls. The second lady holds a whip in her hand and looks like she is waiting for her turn. Now, that his balls are empty and he is probably tired, he must endure a hard whipping. And, judging by her expression, it will be a painful one!
I do not claim any copyright in the picture(s) shown and dealt with in this article. The article is merely meant to cherish the beauty of the art and is not at all intended to infringe any third party copyright. So if you are the holder of respective copyrights and want to have the picture(s) removed, notify Me via the contact form and I will do so immediately.
At the beginning of this year I visited the United Stated again, for 3 weeks. I highly enjoyed My trip to Nevada, Arizona and California, but since the trip involved many hours on the road, I decided to amuse Myself on the behalf of My slaves. 3 of My sissy boys received this kinky task. I enjoyed so much the humiliation My poodle endured, that I want to share it with you.
visiting the Death Valley
It does not matter how far away Goddess Ezada is, She imposes complete control over Her property. As Her slave one always has to be prepared to carry out Her tasks no matter what they are, or how complicated. When the task involves the opportunity for a release one knows there will be a catch. A release has to be earned by pain or humiliation. The task Goddess had sent would take 4 days to complete and a release was by no means guaranteed.
At the Clips4Sale booth at the AVN Entertainment Expo 2017, with My slave sit
Day One
The day begins with me putting on some panties, nice pink cotton ones. The first part of Goddess’ order. i must wear panties for the whole day, in the evening they will be my gag while i carry out the rest of the day’s instruction. The whole day at work all i can think about is that the panties i am wearing will be going in my mouth. Such thoughts certainly remind the slave of it’s place as Goddess’ property.
In the evening, having worn the panties for the whole day, i get started on Goddess’ task. Part 1, place the worn panties in my mouth. So humiliating, i cannot help but keep thinking of where they have been. Next i put on another pair of panties, a pink thong. Goddess instructed me they should be able to show up the precum well. Gagged and freshly pantied i begin the main part of the task, 30 minutes of teasing and edging. i begin with the clip with Goddess smothering me with Her red leather gloves. It doesn’t take long before i am at the edge, pulling myself back from cumming. By the end of the first clip the panties are already soaked with precum and there is still another 20 minutes to go. In the second clip Goddess demonstrates just how aroused leather makes Her. i tease myself along to the clip but, unlike Goddess, no cumming for me. Just a lot of precum and a lot of edging and frustration. By the end of the 30 minutes the panties are covered in precum and i am utterly frustrated and very very aroused.
The final part of the day’s task is to draw around the precum stains with a marker and send a picture to Goddess. i retire to sleep wearing the precum soaked panties as ordered by Goddess.
Visiting the Grand Canyon Park with slave sit. A candid picture.
Day Two
Waking on the morning of day 2 i am reminded of my task by the precum soaked panties. The precum has dried but it is a little humiliating to be wearing them. It is pleasant to remove them to prepare for work, but i know i will be wearing them again that evening.
The day’s task is similar to yesterdays, but with the addition of a butt plug. i must tease and edge myself for 30 minutes whilst wearing the butt plug. i take the biggest plug i own, lube it up and ease it in to my ass. It is big but feels like it goes in easily after experiencing Goddess’ horsie. i begin watching a clip with Goddess wearing a beautiful blue latex catsuit. It feels like Goddess is talking directly to me, teasing me. i get so so aroused, so close to the edge, but there can be no orgasm for me. Only frustration exists, and i must do a lot of teasing if i am to earn a release. i end up watching the clip again, such is the affect the clip has upon me.
Watching the next clip it is like Goddess is talking directly to me, except for one thing. In the clip the watched is instructed to cum in 10 strokes, but no cumming for me. It takes only a few strokes before i am on the edge, and so it continues. Edge after edge after edge. i lose count of how many times i pull myself back from the brink. By the end the precum mark is bigger than the day before. i mark the stain with the marker and send a picture to Goddess before going to sleep, yet again in the precum soaked panties.
visiting Las Vegas
Day Three
Day 3 begins with a feeling of déjà vu, i awake wearing the dried precum panties. They are a reminder of the task I must perform in the evening, if i needed one.
The task begins similarly to the day before, but, in addition to the butt plug, i must suck on a realistic dildo while teasing myself to Goddess’ clips. Once again i watch Goddess smothering me with Her red leather gloves. Remembering the helplessness in the monoglove, the teasing of my nipples and the struggle for breath under Goddess’ manipulation is so so arousing. Edge after edge after edge bring a huge amount of precum. The humiliation of the plug and dildo, combined with the clip pushes all the buttons Goddess wants.
The teasing and edging continues to a clip of Goddess pegging Her poodle. The memories of having my hole abused engender such feelings of submissiveness and at the same time arousal. This combination brings me to the edge multiple times, creating a huge puddle of precum in my pink panties. The day of edging and teasing ends with the precum marks even bigger than the day before. i mark the precum stains again and take a picture for Goddess. Going to sleep in the rather moist panties, i think about the final part of the task i will carry out the next day.
I had some lovely hot baths in Sedona, Arizona
Day Four
Day four, the day of reckoning. The reason for the marking of the precum stains is to establish what activity i must carry out. At the beginning of the task Goddess set the following conditions for day 4:
precum marks have same size: i will be allowed to cum but with toothpaste for lube.
precum marks bigger with every day: i will be allowed to cum using a toothbrush for stimulation.
precum marks smaller every day – tease and denial with no cumming.
Visiting the beautiful San Diego
i have done enough for a release, but it will not be a pleasant one. There is no pleasure without pain for Goddess’ property. i begin watching Goddess clips and rub my cock with the toothbrush. As i become more and more aroused, the head of my cock becomes more and more sensitive. i can feel every bristle of the brush as I move it up and down the sensitive cock head. The pain of the brush keeps pulling me away from the edge. i find myself going through a cycle, arousal, pain, arousal, pain. i’m convinced i will be unable to achieve a release, every time i am close the pain from the brush on my sensitive cock head makes it slip away. i persist, the pain in my cock increasing. Despite the pain, the arousal is such that i reach an orgasm. It is a painful, frustrating orgasm, as a slave’s release always is.
i send pictures to Goddess and tell Her i managed to cum while brushing my cock. Goddess is pleased, so i am pleased. i go to sleep content at making my Owner happy.
The Goddess Ezada Sinn knows well my submissive triggers, She uses them against me continually. Upon leaving London, Goddess Ezada handed me a pair of Her worn shoes. Shoes that i have often kissed and worshipped. Shoes i’ve repeatedly placed upon and removed from Her feet. “you will take them home with you sit,” no further directive or instructions. Now, We/we both have the same length foot, so maybe i’m to further train sit’s arches in order to help break in Her other new yet uncomfortable shoes. Stapana does not need to suffer that pain, a slave should.
i am instructed to place the shoes on my desk whenever working for Her, basically all day and night, and use them in morning Altar image. Finally days later, four words arrive in a chat message … “Worship My shoes sit.”
OMG … i have been granted permission to hold them against my skin. To feel the metal studs sink into my face. To kiss and caress the leather. To reverently polish and lick the heel. To tongue bathe the scared sole and scratch my cheek with it’s scored bottom. Above all, Her slave can press its nose over the shoe’s tongue and deep inside the vamp. There i can inhale all the sweet musks and scents of Her divine feet.
sit’s heart races with the familiar fragrant scents and smells. Oh Goddess i can’t stop thinking about You. Her shoes actually propel me deeper into submission before Her. my longing to please Her tears at my insides. At weekly edging Stapana uses the shoes to Her maximum advantage.
Like magic, the shoes instantly transport me to the edge of orgasmic release. Her cock is completely flaccid, yet I am just one beat away from overstepping my bounds. Stapana has removed all cumming pleasure from my life, There are no ruined orgasms, there is NO cum release permitted in any fashion, except by Her hand. The shoes only heighten and intensify my submissive frustration.
Nowadays i walk around exhaling all the time. There is so much sexual tension built up inside me, that like a pressure cooker i’m constantly spurting off stream. Her shoes are just a perfect tool for Her to break me down even further. The high stiletto heel pound and tenderize Her property’s soul.
I have been very horny lately. Probably because I spent more time watching Femdom clips, playing with hubby, or just because of the submission that My properties, slaves in training and devotees show Me every day. And when I am horny I have even more wicked ideas.
Five days ago I published a hot tease and denial clip on My C4S store. Most of My boys received orders to buy the clip and follow the instructions. Several others received different tease and denial or painful tasks. So yesterday they all were very aroused, frustrated and with blue balls. Just how I like to keep them most of the time.
And then one of My American boys reminded Me of the long time he is in orgasm denial. And then the inevitable happened. I was in the mood to play a little with their minds. Some mind fuck for My sexually frustrated subbies. I knew this would be great fun, but the results exceeded My expectations.
Yesterday evening I wrote this simple line to several boys I have in training:
“Would you like a release?”
And then the fun begun – for Me at least. Most were puzzled knowing Me already very well. I never ask them such a thing. It is Me who always decides when and how they are allowed to have a release.
I was in My bed, with My laptop, smiling while reading their replies:
“Maybe….” “I don’t know” “Yes! … No no! …yes” etc
I insisted on a concrete answer and inevitably they said “Yes”.
Many were, as very often men are, driven by their immediate desires, thinking with their silly dicks. We all know, this is NEVER a wise thing to do.
“Yessss”, “Da Stapana”, “Yes, of course, yes!!!!”
They probably thought it’s their lucky day.
My pantyhose bitch very wisely asked for My permission to remain chaste – smarter than expected from a novice I have in training for only several months. “I’m a little bit scared about the consequences if I’ll say yes. Please leave me locked in chastity, Stapana.” A pleasant surprise. I like him even more now.
My pink poodle said he would rather like to edge some more for Me – a very wise choice but somehow expected since he is in My training for over one year now and I have a very strong, special connection with him. The longer the training, the better My slave behaves.
A few boys were not online so no replies from them at all.
I tried to include one of My Twitter followers that is not in My service, but, due to mental chastity, he was not able to take part in the game this time.
My wonderful slave sit was not included – he is in long term chastity, he knows a release is not allowed unless it’s by my hand.
I ignored poodle and the pantyhose bitch for now. They will receive special, very pleasant tasks the following day, as a reward for learning to postpone their pleasure. Good things happen to those who have patience.
All the horny boys received this task:
“Start the timer on your phone. Wank for Me. Cum. The number of the minutes that it took you to cum, multiplied by 3, is the number of belt lashes you will apply on your bottom AFTER the release. Pain after an orgasm – yes, it will not be sexy for you. Back in chastity after.”
I changed a little the task for those who can’t afford to bear marks on their bottoms.
I started to touch Myself, getting more and more aroused with every red bottom picture I received. Small number of lashes: 6, 9, 15 – the proofs of their sexual arousal.
The experiment was finished, but not My playful mood. I requested a couple of My boys to perform more tasks for Me, according to the direction of their training: nipple torture, ass stretching, cock and balls slapping, etc. Taking pain or a dildo right after an orgasm is not the most pleasant experience for a slave, but the fact they are obeying My orders during the refractory period is the proof of their submission.
Feeling in control over their sexuality, body, mind, and seeing how much they are trying to satisfy Me made Me cum intensely with hubby licking My ass and the Doxy wand on My Sanctum.
I sent the question to 13 boys in total. 10 took part. 2 decided to postpone the release, the rest of 8 asked permission for a release. The vast majority of men were happy to cum NOW without thinking there might be a catch at the end. Expected somehow, isn’t it?
Of course, this can’t be considered a real scientific experiment, but the most important thing was the amusement I had doing it and, possibly, the lesson My slaves may have learned from it. I have been well entertained by My boys.
Tease and denial is a never ending source of amusement for Me, especially when combined with cock and balls torture. I recently made a CBT instructions clip for “Mr. b”. I wanted him to wank (and cum if possible) while wearing Kali’s Teeth. he is a good boy, willing to follow My instructions exactly, but since the device is expensive (around 50 euros or more) he decided to make his own version. I liked his idea very much so I wanted to share it with you, boys. The approximate cost of such a device is 6 euro.
However you must consider that Kali’s Teeth are made from stainless steel and are not very sharp, so no matter how intense the pain is, the skin doesn’t get pierced. you may adjust the size of the DIY device to be larger, so the skin will not be damaged, or instead of thumb tacks you can use metal spikes.
Task: Buy 5 of My clips. Naked, knelt in front of My images, wearing the spiky cock ring, start wanking for Me. you are allowed to achieve an orgasm but only with the spiky cock ring on. you can use only your hand or a vibrator (massage wand). Ruin your orgasm for Me!
Send Me the order number (to prove you bought the clips) and a picture with your cock in the spiky cock ring and you will receive a surprise gift.
See how I like to use the kali’s teeth cock ring device in the clip “436 days worth of cum“
On the third day of sit‘s visit (before allowing him his first release after 436 days of chastity) I am allowing him to enter a special and sacred room in My home: the bedroom. My poor slave has been chaste far longer than any of My slaves before, 436 days without a release. His pathetic balls are so brilliantly blue in color, so full of cum, and here I tower over this puny creature in 9″ heels, wearing a see-through catsuit and black patent leather corset. his tiny dicklet is so aroused, so hard, yet I am going to teach it and sit a lesson. This cock and balls belong to Me and Me alone. For the rest of his life, sit shall only be allowed pleasure and release when controlled by his Goddess’s hand. I love to hear him beg, whine, and plead in vain. his cock is so sensitive that any touch causes him to squirm and writhe about in desire and in pain. The ultimate game of Tease and Denial, pure pleasure for Me, pure torture for sit.
Morning breaks on the second day of my service to Goddess Ezada Sinn, it is a day which will bring surprise for both Goddess and i.
The day begins in the most wonderful fashion, worshiping Goddess’ feet. i have never before had a foot fetish but find this has changed, to be kissing Her feet while looking up into Her beautiful face is heaven. Every time i look up into Goddess’ eyes in this way i fall a little more under Her spell (if that is even possible).
Serving Goddess Ezada is not the 24 hour dungeon fantasy that i am sure it is in many male minds, there are many domestic tasks which Goddess requires to be done. Serving Her by performing these tasks brings just as much pleasure because it pleases Her. First coffee and breakfast are served, after this i am allowed the honour of brushing Goddess’ beautiful hair. Goddess has such beautiful hair, it was a pleasure to carry out this task.
Goddess decides She wishes to play a little with Her poodle. First i am on all fours while Goddess inserts one of the butt plugs from the training set. This is the medium one so it goes in quite easily, but i have no idea how long it will be in. i look over my shoulder and bark at Goddess Ezada and Her smile fills me with contentment. Goddess, however, is not yet finished. Goddess likes cages and i am to try one out for the first time, there is a standing cage in the corner of the bedroom. i am ordered in, it is only once i am in that i realise how small the cage is (it is fortunate that i am only small). Goddess locks the cage with a smile before leaving the room to go into the dungeon. i hear Her picking through things in the dungeon and wonder what torture i am soon to experience. When Goddess returns it is with some nipple clamps and a chain in Her hands. my movement is soon even more restricted as the clamps are fitted and the chain around the bars to keep me still. The pain of having the clamps placed is one thing, but Goddess pulls and twists them to increase the pain levels.
Goddess enjoys teasing and torturing my nipples before going back to the dungeon once more. Soon i find myself gagged with a penis gag while Goddess continues to torture my nipples with various clamps and Her fingers. By the end my nipples are quite sore and rather sensitive. However, the biggest torture is yet to come. Goddess returns with a blindfolded which is soon placed over my eyes while She gets changed. Oh what devilish torture, to know Goddess is getting undressed right in front of you and be unable to witness it.
Once dressed Goddess has something new in store, She has a new flogger and requires a test subject. Luckily, She has one stored in the cage in the corner and so i find myself ordered from the cage and onto all fours. Goddess’ new implement is a rubber flogger, a very new sensation for me and quite different to any other whip i will feel over the weekend. Goddess begins to flog my ass and i find there is a burning sensation with every strike. It is indeed a quite painful flogger, but certainly a beautiful looking piece of equipment. Goddess continues until my ass is a nice pink colour and She decides She has properly tested Her new flogger. my task now is to clean the equipment Goddess has used. my ass is pink and stinging, my nipples sore but i have loved every minute of Goddess’ attention.
During the day Goddess has a few sessions, while this goes on i wait in the bedroom until Goddess requires me. Many times i hear Goddess laughing, it makes me smile to think of Her enjoying Herself. After each session i am required to clean the dungeon and all the equipment that has been used, Goddess has standards and anything that is missed brings punishment. In between sessions i serve Goddess some food, chopped banana and pear. Whilst eating Goddess gestures to me to get into position and i am given a real treat, Goddess chews the banana and feeds me directly from Her mouth. It is the best banana i have ever tasted, the gift of Goddess’ saliva is a wondrous gift which should always be savored and treasured.
At the end of the last session one of Goddess’ friends arrives, Mistress Devina, followed a little while later by Sardax. Sardax presents Goddess with a gift, a beautiful portrait, it is a true piece of art which captures Goddess’ beauty perfectly. Goddess is generous enough to allow Her poodle to join Them and share in a bottle of wine. W/we have a very pleasant conversation before preparing to go out for a meal. Before getting dressed i have the medium butt plug inserted, i am to wear it to the restaurant. i’ve never worn a butt plug outside before and i find myself rather nervous and self- conscious even though no one else knows.
We walk across to the restaurant and here i make an error, i go to sit down before assisting Goddess with Her coat. Goddess has no hesitation in announcing i have earned 10 whip lashes, i have no idea if anyone overheard but this is simply irrelevant. What anyone else thinks is of no concern, only Goddess matters. As previously mentioned, Goddess controls everything, and so She orders O/our food, Steak with peppercorn sauce. Goddess is generous enough to add Her special spice (saliva) to the sauce. i do not know or care if anyone else noticed, Goddess holds my attention. Over dinner W/we enjoy a pleasant conversation, i am struck by how the essence of conversation is little different to a vanilla conversation. There may be some elements that are different, the subject of FemDom for example, but at the core the discussions are still about people’s relationships. After dinner W/we are provided with a treat, almost as great a gift as Goddess’ saliva, Sardax makes a pen and ink sketch of Mistress Devina. It is quite amazing to watch a true artist in action, what i would give to have even an ounce of the talent i am able to observe.
We return to the apartment, and after allowing the food to settle it is time for the dungeon. First it is time for my punishment before Goddess has some fun with Her poodle. Over the day i have earned 20 whip strokes, an improvement on the first day but this would be a whipping rather than a spanking. For this i am to be put into stocks, it is a kind of torture in itself to be manoeuvring into position the equipment which will immobilise you. The whipping begins and the pain is quite different to the rubber flogger, this provides more of a stinging sensation. They are both painful in different ways, but the flogger is perhaps more unpleasant. i count the whip strokes and reach 20, my ass is starting to feel rather warm now. However, Goddess decides that more whipping is needed just for Her enjoyment. By the end my ass feels hot and stings, if i could see it i am sure it would be very red.
i remain in the stocks while Goddess gets Her next piece of equipment. This is not for punishment, but for Goddess’ enjoyment. As Goddess walks in front of me, She is wearing what looks to me to be a huge strapon (i know there are much bigger ones in the dungeon though). i take it into my mouth, trying to put into practice the banana work i had been doing in Her distance training. i take it as deep as i can, gagging on it several times. Goddess enjoys fucking my mouth and making me gag for a while before it’s time for my other hole to be used. i am just a toy to be used for Her pleasure and helpless to do anything about it. She walks around behind me, i’m nervous, will it fit? How will it feel? Will it hurt? These things are pondered as Goddess prepares to put Her cock into my ass. It goes in easier than i expected, it seems the training has stretched my ass well. Goddess fucks my ass for a bit, but the position is not comfortable for Her. A change of plan is decided, i am about to find out just what it feels like to be teased by Goddess Ezada.
i am strapped down to the bench, Goddess delights in informing me that if i cum without permission i will earn 100 whip strokes. 100 whip strokes!!!! So far i have not even taken half of that, i am desperate to avoid this punishment. Anyone who has felt it will know, but Goddess Ezada makes an art form out of tease and denial. Under Her manipulations you will writhe and squeal as you are taken to the brink just for it to stop all of a sudden. To be teased so while trying not to come is the greatest torture yet and at the same time it also feels amazing. i am trying with everything i have not to cum but the sensations are just too much. Goddess tells me i must tell Her when i am about to cum and reminds me of the punishment for cumming without permission. Her ministrations take me to the edge time and time again, it really is torturous delight. i am straining not to cum so much that Goddess will later comment that She thought i was in more pain from that than the whipping.
Eventually i announce to Goddess that i am about to cum, there is simply nothing more i can do to stop it. Goddess, however, has other plans. Just as i am about to cum She squeezes Her (my) cock to trap the cum in the urethra. The pressure is immense, it is building up inside Her (my) cock. This is the most intense feeling i have ever had. Goddess keeps a grip on Her (my) cock but the pressure isn’t subsiding, the feeling of Her hand is only fuelling it more. The pressure continues to grow, Goddess hand is forced away and i have the most intense orgasm i have ever felt. i feel I’ve let Goddess down, but Goddess is laughing. i look up and see another surprise, there is blood coming from Her (my)cock. It doesn’t hurt, but there is definitely blood there. This is something neither of U/us has experienced before and so as a precaution the session is ended. While i clean up Goddess phones Her personal slave to check if there is any information on it. It seems the pressure was so intense that a blood vessel was burst. Such is the skill with which Goddess can tease She can make the cock bleed.
And so my second day in service to Goddess Ezada draws to a close in a most unexpected manner. i have the honour of worshipping Goddess’ wonderful feet before we take to O/our beds (floor in my case). The following day would bring my sternest test…
Being close to Goddess Ezada is heaven, and maybe a tiny bit of hell. i perform for Her, i fetch for Her, and i obey Her without question. She also teases and taunts me in tight latex, fondling my chastity, pressing Her body into my spine after a whipping. i long for Her touch, for a release. Like a pressure cooker on the stove, Goddess cracks up the flame and laughs at my sexual plight.
It’s Friday afternoon; She is filming. One slave whipped, am i next? However, this day Goddess cuffs me onto the whipping frame facing Her. She flaunts my chastity key directly in front of my eyes. All hell breaks loose.
i shall not waste the space here detailing my dilemma. You can see me squirm minute by minute, all in living color in the clip “The torment of false hope.”
Now sit’s balls aren’t blue, they’re bright purple, swollen, swelled, and inflated. i’m tired, wasted, drained of energy and pray for an early evening retirement to bed. Yet, the last evening’s dungeon session has started and Goddess has no intention of letting the nighttime activities pass Her by. Goddess is radiant as She whips, torments and toys with others. At some point, i’m ordered to go grab all the rope i can find.
sit returns to find a bench placed center stage. i kneel to deliver the rope, yet Goddess pushes my forehead back, Her wide eyes cut through me. “sit, ON the bench, ON your back, NOW.” First, She securely binds my arms then feet. The bench has wooden slats and is perfect for tightly wrapping rope around a body. In the end, the only thing i can move is my head. Those cock and balls are fully exposed.
This afternoon’s T&D session was just a walk in the park. Goddess takes me on a ride like no other. She steps on the gas, brakes hard right, grinds the gears, turns left. sit has no idea where Goddess is headed, i’m just the object being ridden, and rode hard at that.
Smother sit’s face, work me up to the edge … deny me.
Caress my exposed inner thighs, edge … deny me.
Sit on my legs, rape my nipples, edge … deny me.
Continually toying, edging, backing off, edging again … deny me.
i had no idea Goddess was so adept at this game. She plays me like a violin and sits pleads “just break the strings please.” How much can i take? Then out of nowhere real fear sets in. Goddess is holding a bottle of liquid hot sauce. Oh f-ing please NO, i’ve been down this road before.
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READ IT, you’ll understand why i’m freaking out.
She slips on latex gloves and not just a few drops, but a palm full of the searing peppery stuff. Her sit’s cock is already raw, and now She’s setting it on fire. Goddess uses the sauce like lube all over sit’s cock and balls, i am assuredly screwed; my genitals are smoldering. i am begging, maybe crying as the ropes hold my body securely glued onto the bench.
Goddess straddles my face to smother my pleas. i desperately need to breathe when She rises to let me see the crowd that has gathered to watch Her performance. Some even video the scene.
Goddess towers above me and sharply shouts “sit.” i look up, and She is again holding the bottle of hot sauce, draining it all into Her hand. i beseech Her “please no.” What a stupid slave i am. She leans over me like a cat, gingerly lowers Her hand of affliction just brushing sit’s limp and fire roasted red cock. She circles my balls but drops lower. The panic in my eyes meets the FemDom passion in Hers.
Some point later, Her fingers slip into sit’s man pussy; the hot sauce invades my sphincter.
i am finished.
i am defeated.
i am in the most intense pain i have faced all week.
Goddess walks away to remove the gloves and cool down. i remain fastened to the bench in a massive tidal pool of sweat and smoldering flesh.
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