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A rarely seen aspect of modern life: clean-up time at the pussy-o-mat.
Resistance is futile! I mean really…LOOK AT ME! Do you think you have any choice? Of course not you simpering fool. Be thankful I don’t break you in half like a dry twig. Remove your clothes, kneel, clasp your hands behind your back and
The only ‘accessory’ missing here is a leashed male, nose to the pavement, crawling two steps behind, at the ready with a wallet full of high/no limit credit cards ready at the snap of My finger. Then I’ll be ready to do some SERIOUS
at-her-feet: Follow my Femdom, Teasing, Foot Fetish & CFNM Story Blog http://www.femdom-stories.blogspot.com/ Or visit my amazon author page www.amazon.com/author/mvgaius This is just sublime!It’s the way I leave you…strung up nice
There is a magical moment when….you stop concerning Yourself with hurting them…treating them like a human being. When you realize that these things can take an incredible amount of abuse and torture…and just how much fun and how delic
When they tremble and cower in the corner…even piss on the floor (ha ha) at the sound of Your footsteps, consider them properly trained. But by all means, burn them with the cigarette. Training must be constantly reinforced!
mistressursular: I don’t know why you love this so much. Maybe because you know that, that’s where it really belongs. To tell you the truth, I love it too. Certain photos just nail it! I soooooooooo LOVE this. It perfectly sums up the New World
If these things had fur, maybe their lot in life would be simpler. Certainly their suffering would be shorter. But…as there only benefit to Me is to suffer and entertain, the agony will be ruthless and never ending.
These things only purpose is to suffer, work til collapse and pleasure if called upon for that privilege.In a moment, I will stand and bear down My full weight on those tiny heel tips and drive them through flesh, tendon and bone as I’m serenaded by
I stepped in dog shit n the way in slave. I knew I hadn’t fed you since last weekend. Wasn’t that considerate of Me slave???
When I leave the estate for some shopping fun, I like to keep My husband in the loop on My whereabouts. A bit of a challenge as I always leave him hanging from his wrists, arms bound behind his back over the blood drain in the dungeon floor. It’s
This should NOT be an uncommon sight!
The most useless ‘things’ on the planet. They can’t be skinned to make shoes and boots for Us. They have no fur to rip from their bodies to fashion soft, warm and beautiful coats, blankets and hats for Us. They smell, are covered
A male’s proper place. Pinned like an insect beneath the cruel spiked heels of it’s merciless Owner. The ONE thing you can do better than a cockroach is cry, whimper, groan. So when She digs, twists, drags and rocks back on those beautiful spikes,
It’s always bad news for a male when two of its Superiors get together to team up on it. The Goddesses tend to feed off each other’s sadism and things can quickly turn into a delightful game of ‘oneupsmanship’. Sometimes they
(via Gynarchic Retraining Facility)
Welcome to the rest of your life slave.
(via Slave Man’s Renewed Dedication) THIS is definitely how I would run My Re-Dedication Day. Superb!
Males should know their place. If they don’t…by all means SHOW them!
mistress-scarlet-captions: Serving his wife and her girlfriendhttps://msscarletuk.wordpress.com/ Just look at those expressions on The Superiors’ faces. The wheels are turning. It’s going to be another tough night for hubby.
Welcome to your new home. you’ll spend most of your nights here. Oh, and when I’m away of course! I’m told it makes you animals feel more safe and secure to be confined like this. All the creature comforts an animal like you should need.
A true Lady knows how to make good use of otherwise useless things
It’s a new world boys! Know your place! Stay in it!
Take note of all that is right and proper in the New Order. The slave is naked. The Mistress fashionably attired. The slave is exhausted and dirty from his task. The slave’s knees are unprotected from the rocks and rough terrain. The Mistress&
No pads. Pick the roughest terrain for Your ride. When they stumble, stay in place and simply beat them until they raise You back up to Your exalted position. Ride them til they collapse from exhaustion. If the whip fails to raise them up…dismoun
(via Totally Enslaved Men) your ONLY choice is to keep Us amused theough your suffering. boring Us is your death sentence.
At the end of the day, a work slave is responsible for completing it’s full assignment. When an inspection proves otherwise, it must be shown it’s place. And…the point driven home.
Remember Ladies….don’t ‘step off’ your kill without taking a few trophy shots. They’re great to pleasure Yourself to later!
Ever notice how some fantasy depictions of the future seem destined to actually become reality?
From a letter to Mother…away on vacation overseas… “Mother dear, As you can see, My training of former sibling jonathan, now simply slave 43, is going swimmingly well. Since you left on holiday and put Me in charge of him, I’
Another Saturday night and again…an empty dungeon. That’s My fault I suppose. I can get a little carried away at times. My perogative. So I’m out again collecting. My hunting ground? The slums and alleys in the poorer parts of
Looking for new and creative ways to torture Your property? Try tying them up next to a hive and slather on some honey and pheromones. Hahahaha…then sit at a safe distance and practice Your skill with a slingshot. Great fun for Your next picnic!
Sigh…. Poor thing. All cold and shivering from your long night chained to the concrete floor down here in the cellar. Weak from days without food. Well, that’s the way I like you. Weakened, frightened, trembling uncontrollably. It just
I have many pursuits in My lavish and decadent life that bring Me happiness. Spending lavishly, fine dining, travel to exotic places. Even something so droll as relaxing on the yacht, sipping champagne and reading a book. But I will confess…nothin
(via Excess Male Slaves Sold for Bargain Prices) I could never take a pass on such a bargain. the thought of a world where surplus males, albeit a bit damaged, were available at bargain prices for ‘experimentation’??? Like… How
“Well well…welcome back. enjoy your nap?? NOW, get the fuck back in position! I’m not even close to being done with beating you. And you’ll pay dearly for passing out and interrupting My fun!”
Hmmmm… Daddy said he was having a maintenance man from his building come up to look at the door to Our penthouse this morning. It’s been sticking. And so I wait…and anticipate. I always dress like this when I know one’s coming. he’ll waddle
STOP!!!!! I know you spend your time here on tumblr rifling through photos faster than a chimp on crack with his hand on his tallywhacker. BUT…indulge Me, as a follower of Mine and take a chair and BREATHE! I wish to explain to you the ‘wh
If you’re not the lead dog…the view never changes. But I don’t hear any complaints…DO I???
Always there. Always ready. Should I need something to drink in the middle of the night. Or perhaps relieve Myself without getting up. it may moan softly if it endured a beating that night. Or I might hear a little jangle of it’s chain as it
My charmed life is so effortless. My personal attendant consuela prepares My bath, washes Me, pats Me dry and then dresses Me for the evening’s fun. I MAY raise an arm to allow her to zip a gown up. That’s about it. she reverently raises each
Ooooooh some pictures just get Me sooooo wet! Look at this little dish all trussed up so nice. And the perfect position. Balls, ribs, head, face…all tee’d up and just begging for the pointed toes. Presentation is SO important. And this
I’m working on My thesis. “The Care And Feeding of The male”. Suggestions? Input?
File this under…‘Careful What You Wish For’. That moment when the wife or girlfriend you have been pushing and cajoling into 'dominating’ you reluctantly agrees to try. And…after three hits, she is hooked, and LOVES it
When you’re dealing with stupid animals, no mistake or misdeed can go unpunished. This creature failed to apply edge dressing to cover a small scuff on My shoe. For this, it will be beaten relentlessly for sixty minutes. Sixty minutes that will
Crawl faster maggot! I want to introduce you to your new ‘forever home’.
Would you have the nerve…to approach Me? Or would you just hide, feeling your pathetic little cock drool into your boxers? you WOULD approach??? Really? What would you say to Me? What pathetic line would you toss at Me to try to curry favor?
A loyal dog out for an autumn walk in the park with its owner. This would…should…be a commonplace sight if the world had its head screwed on right!
you lost count…AGAIN pig! W/we double…and start over. Two hundred now. And you’re already bleeding! AND… My arm isn’t even tired.
(via Bully Girls: Cruel, Dominant, Aggressive, Violent) I missed My calling early in life. Being a bully girl would have been right up My alley. Look at that outfit on the left! Sooooo ME! A modest fine for killing? I’m afraid I would have
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Terribly expensive! I suppose the technology is so advanced they will remain so. But cheaper by the gross and inevitably a few will die in shipment. Unlike full grown slaves, they require little fuss or upkeep. A dozen or more can share close quarters
Stop fighting it males. Just accept it. Embrace it. Its happening. With or without your approval.
So much fun! The physicality. The brute force. The smack of the impact. Watching them crumble…fall…writhe in pain. But the absolute best part? Commanding them to get back up…to spread em…and watching them do it! Over and
A nostalgic shot. An antiquated device…long since removed. I now deposit all of My precious waste directly into the eager mouths of My starving trio of slaves. It was a climb at first for them. I would allow them five minutes to consume and
My older sister…waiting…for me to get out of detention. I didn’t even do anything wrong. Other kids broke the window, but I got the blame. It won’t matter to Her. Just another excuse to beat me to a pulp, kick and stomp me til
Poor little Justin. you had it all little boy. you had ME!But that wasnt enough for you! The lying. The cheating. The remarks and insults fed to the tabloids.Well now you want to come crawling back ehhh? Like I couldn’t see that coming.Well the
Happy times…A strong, wealthy and powerful man. And yet completely servile and uncompromising in its devotion.“NO LIPS, NO TONGUE!! Just breathe. Deep. Get your ugly little snout right into the arch and breathe deeply.”Hahahaha…I
Ahhhh…good afternoon My little pet. Ive come to check on you again!Poor baby! you look so miserable all staked down there on the roof of this abandoned warehouse. Whats the matter?? No low flying planes come by? To spot you and call in a rescue?