FETISH: FAMELE DOMINATION,, FACE SLAPPING, PAIN, GLOVES, SPITTING

A few weeks ago my slave begged me to get the world record in receiving faceslaps, because he wants to get an entry in the Guinness Book of Records. I am wearing my black painful leather gloves and he is kneeling in front of me. The first hard blows are hitting his face and he knows that this will become very painful. But I don`t care about it and I am having fun to slap his face over and over again. He has even problems to count the fast slaps. Half the way through I am granting him a very short break just to spit i...

FETISH: FAMELE DOMINATION,, FACE SLAPPING, PAIN, GLOVES, SPITTING

A few weeks ago my slave begged me to get the world record in receiving faceslaps, because he wants to get an entry in the Guinness Book of Records. I am wearing my black painful leather gloves and he is kneeling in front of me. The first hard blows are hitting his face and he knows that this will become very painful. But I don`t care about it and I am having fun to slap his face over and over again. He has even problems to count the fast slaps. Half the way through I am granting him a very short break just to spit into his mouth as an award. But then the cruel continues. Hard faceslaps for my slave who knows that he has to go through this ordeal just for my fun. See some bruises are appearing on his cheek but that doesn`t prompt me to stop this nice . I am having fun to inflict pain on him and he has to take every single blow up to 400... Have fun to see his pain!

400 HARTE OHRFEIGEN FÜR MEINEN SKLAVEN

FETISCH: FEMDOM, OHRFEIGEN, HANDSCHUHE, ANSPUCKEN

Um irgendwann ins Guinnes-Buch der Rekorde zu kommen, darf meine Sklavensau heute schon mal 400 harte Ohrfeigen für mich aushalten. Ich trage schwarze Lederhandschuhe und er kennt meine schmerzhafte Handschrift! Hündisch ergeben kniet er vor mir und schaut mich erwartungsvoll an: D ie ersten harten Schläge, d ie auf seine Fresse niederprasseln, treffen ihn wie eine Wucht, eine sehr schmerzhafte Wucht! Es gibt kein Zurückziehen, keine Schonung. Schlag auf Schlag trifft seine Fresse, doch er hält vollkommen still. Nur das Mitzählen bereitet ihm Probleme, weil ich das Tempo hoch halte. Auf halber Strecke gönne ich ihm eine klitzekleine Pause, damit ich in seine Fresse rotzen kann! Aber dann geht es gleich weiter: Schlag um Schlag fliegt ihm um d ie Ohren, d ie Lederhandschuhe bescheren süße Schmerzen – und mir macht es einfach nur Spaß! D ie blauen Flecken und geschwollenen Augen sind kein Grund d ie Tortur abzubrechen. Ich genieße jeden einzelnen Schlag... 400!