Dressed in leather wearing my Gucci riding boots, I came to my dungeon to feed my slave with the mud I walked on. I always try to ignore him while his tongue is at work, I need time for myself, but the jerk always finds a way to make me angry not doing what I taught him. He knows the drill, but he is stupid enough to still make mistakes. So instead of relaxing with a book I ease my anger on my useless slave.

Vestita in pelle con i miei stivali da equitazione Gucci, sono tornata al dungeon per nutrire il mio schiavo con il fango che ho calpestato. Cerco sempre di ignorarlo... Show more