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The mysterious door opens and like a goddess of pain Mistress Ezada enters the luxury club lounge, dressed in skin tight black leather. On her incredible stiletto heels she walks closer with a smile on her red painted lips.
It's a strong naked slave, chained to a wooden post in the middle of the room, who makes her smiling in cruel inticipation. She has her leather whip in her hand already as she walks around him, digging her red nails into his ass, the pure enjoyment in her eyes. She tells him that she is going to whip him now and how much pleasure she will have making him suffer. ...
The mysterious door opens and like a goddess of pain Mistress Ezada enters the luxury club lounge, dressed in skin tight black leather. On her incredible stiletto heels she walks closer with a smile on her red painted lips.
It's a strong naked slave, chained to a wooden post in the middle of the room, who makes her smiling in cruel inticipation. She has her leather whip in her hand already as she walks around him, digging her red nails into his ass, the pure enjoyment in her eyes. She tells him that she is going to whip him now and how much pleasure she will have making him suffer. ...
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