Crawling forward, she nudges my blood and shit covered cock with her nose, gently licking the filth off it. I’ve kept the slaves’ dildos large, but not as large as me. Hindi sex To each their own pleasure, but all to mine. Using my hand I grasp her throat. Her eyes look to mine in the mirror as she feels my thick member throbbing deep inside her.”You Know What I Want To Hear, Slave. Maybe what I do here is art, after all. Emma’s blood sprays out, covering the mirrors with even more filth. Yes, it’s all I thought it could be. She has fulfilled her purpose. As I enter Sophia roughly from behind, she cries out in that strange mix of pain and pleasure. This reminds them who owns them, and shows me their abject servitude when they continue to suffer willingly.
