The Shameful Fashion Show with 8 Girls

During Milan Fashion Week, we organized our own little runway show with our slave. Naked and on a leash, tied by his balls, we made him strut alongside us. It was like our personal catwalk, making him walk and humiliating him at every step, laughing and commenting on his pathetic state.

Each of us had our turn at "having fun": some pulled him by the balls, others made him crawl like a dog along the runway, made him lick our dirty feet, spat in his face, or kicked him. Hahaha.

He desperately tried...

The Shameful Fashion Show with 8 Girls

During Milan Fashion Week, we organized our own little runway show with our slave. Naked and on a leash, tied by his balls, we made him strut alongside us. It was like our personal catwalk, making him walk and humiliating him at every step, laughing and commenting on his pathetic state.

Each of us had our turn at "having fun": some pulled him by the balls, others made him crawl like a dog along the runway, made him lick our dirty feet, spat in his face, or kicked him. Hahaha.

He desperately tried to please us, while we exchanged amused glances, enjoying his miserable condition. We passed him from one to another, each adding her own touch of humiliation. In the end, our slave was left there, tired, with his knees aching and completely humiliated in front of us, while we laughed at his ridiculous state without an ounce of pity. What a show!

Durante la Fashion Week di Milano, abbiamo organizzato anche noi una sfilata con il nostro schiavo. Nudo e al guinzaglio, legato per le palle, lo abbiamo fatto sfilare insieme a noi. Come se fosse la nostra passerella personale, lo abbiamo fatto camminare e umiliato a ogni passo, ridendo e commentando il suo stato patetico.

Ognuna di noi ha avuto il suo turno di "divertimento": c'era chi lo tirava per le palle, chi lo faceva gattonare come un cane lungo la passerella, chi gli ha fatto leccare i piedi sporchi, chi gli sputava in faccia o lo prendeva a calci. Hahah

Lui cercava disperatamente di compiacerci, mentre noi ci scambiavamo sguardi di puro divertimento e approfittavamo della sua condizione miserabile. Lo abbiamo fatto passare da una di noi all'altra, con ognuna che aggiungeva il suo tocco di umiliazione. Alla fine, il nostro schiavo era lì, stanco, con le ginocchia doloranti e umiliato davanti a tutte noi, mentre ridevamo senza pietà della sua ridicola condizione. Un vero spettacolo!

Miss Dahlia Zozo, Miss Fuego, Miss Hellste, KinkamiQuesto, Miss Elisa, Miss Samantha, Miss Mea, Miss Scarlet