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MissAlessaMilano - Twofold free showers for slaves

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MissAlessaMilano - Twofold free showers for slaves
MissAlessaMilano - Twofold free showers for slaves
MissAlessaMilano - Twofold free showers for slaves

MissAlessaMilano - Twofold free showers for slaves

As I walked into the bathroom, my eyes were immediately drawn to the stinky businessman who had just finished his day's work. He was standing there, looking miserable and in desperate need of a shower. I couldn't help but smile; this was going to be fun. I turned on the water and adjusted the temperature until it was just right. Then, I took a step back and signaled for him to come closer. His eyes widened in confusion, but he obeyed nonetheless. As he stood before me under the stream of steaming hot water, I couldn't help but admire his vulnerability. I watched as the filth and grime from his day began to wash away, revealing his soft, pale skin beneath. It was like watching a delicate flower unfold, revealing its true beauty. I let out a contented sigh, knowing that I was going to enjoy every minute of this. Suddenly, I had an idea. I stepped out of the shower and grabbed a bucket filled with cold water. Then, I returned and shook it over his head, soaking him from head to toe. He shrieked in surprise, his body convulsing under the icy shock. But I didn't let up; instead, I laughed heartily at his discomfort. After a few more minutes of playful torment, I finally relented and turned off the water. His skin was now a pristine shade of pink, perfect for the next part of my plan. I dried him off with a towel, paying special attention to his sensitive areas, making sure he was as aroused as possible. Finally, I gestured for him to kneel before me. He did so hesitantly, his eyes filled with trepidation. I took a step back and admired my creation: a naked, trembling mess of a man at my feet. It was truly exhilarating. And then, I made him do the dirtiest part of all. I handed him my overknee boots, coated in mud and grime from the outside. His face contorted in disgust, but he knew better than to disobey me. Slowly, he lifted the boots to his mouth, his nose wrinkling at the unfamiliar smell. With a deep breath, he took the boots between his teeth and began to clean them. I watched as his tongue traced every inch of the leather, polishing it until it shone. It was both humiliating and arousing, and I reveled in every moment of it. As he finished, I reached down and tousled his hair, letting him know that his duty was now complete. He looked up at me, his eyes filled with gratitude and submission. And in that moment, I knew that I had him just where I wanted him: under my control, completely and irrevocably.

Category: Toilet Slavery
Length: 6min.
Video Info: 3840x2160 Pixel @ 20582 kb/s
Audio Info: 2 Channels @ 317 kb/s
Format: mp4
Size: 821MB

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