Mistress anna

Please for mistgess. My legs look beautiful in my stylish new boots as I hold its head down with my foot and whip its ass, ignoring its whimpers. Ah, good boy!

We temporarily move to an alternative reality where traditional roles may not apply. And so we begin a journey, one that is every bit as mental as it is physical.

Eat my shit! You are not human! Proper atmosphere creation is the magical component that turns pain to pleasure, humiliation into excitement and where domination yields a genuine desire to submit.

This time there is no ass worship. The slave lies there with a massive shit spreading over its face while my perfect ass stays suspended over its face with one tiny turdlet waiting to drop.

Using slaves as toilets is a convenience, not a job. Finally I have to slave turn over to have a good whipping on its ass. You are a toilet!

Eat all! The slave managed to swallow what went directly in its mouth but leaves a lot around its face.

Sometimes we seek a temporary reprieve from the chaos and challenge of life. Scat Big Shit Like any career girl, I have had to learn to multitask.