Barchetta is watching the slave. He is there, waiting for her to subdue him. She feels powerful, she can do anything she wants. She has her flipflops, and in them she squishes his balls and penis. Madame treads of them, and she is pleased to see the slave flinching a little. But she is not merciful today sits down on his face before turning her attention back to his crutch.

Barchetta is watching the slave. He is there, waiting for her to subdue him. She feels powerful, she can do anything she wants. She has her flipflops, and in them she squishes his balls and penis. Madame treads of them, and she is pleased to see the slave flinching a little. But she is not merciful today sits down on his face before turning her attention back to his crutch.