Japanese dominatrix brings hell to crossdresser Subtitled
the blonde came on stage dressed in spandex pants and a pink sweater those incredibly cute heels and her hands tied behind her.
the leather clad dominatrix weaved a tortoise shell pattern around the waist and crotch and securing the wrists to the small of the back.
mistress lucy looked like hell on heels to martin prince. the diminutive chinese dominatrix was wearing her highest pair of black, high-heeled boots and was striding towards him with evil intentions. martin, an overweight solicitor in his mid fifties, was totally defenceless, his hands cuffed behind his back, a ball gag rammed in his mouth, on his knees invitingly spread apart. without breaking stride mistress lucy kicked her client full strength in his balls and smiled at his muffled screams. as he flopped pathetically onto his side and began to sob into his gag she turned on her heel and addressed the third person in the room, her personal slave elizabeth (formerly her great rival mistress elizabeth).
my skirt was pulled up around my waist and my knickers removed. she spanked the hell out of me for the first two minutes but then with my bum hot and hurting she turned it into a slow, softer and far more sensual spanking forcing me to reach orgasm without even touching my pussy.