🔥 Sasha — pinup Queen Dominates A Slave Slut 🔥
Sasha lounged back in her chair, long legs crossed as she surveyed the two women kneeling before her with a smirk. They were both young and nubile, with bodies that made her lick her lips in anticipation.
“Well, well,” she purred, voice dripping with sarcasm. “Looks like we have some fresh meat tonight. Let’s see what you’re packing shall we?”
The women scrambled to obey, standing up and shimmying out of their tight little dresses until they were completely bare before her hungry gaze.
“Mmm, not bad,” Sasha purred, eyes roving over their full tits and plump asses. “But looks can be deceiving. Let’s see how you really perform.”
She stood up, towering over them in her towering heels. With quick, efficient movements, she tore off her own tight corset and skin-tight jeans until she was clad in nothing but black lace.
The women gasped at the sight of her, eyes drinking in every curve and dip of her body.
“Like what you see?” Sasha taunted, reaching out to grab one by the chin. “Too bad you won’t be getting any of this… at least not until you’ve proven yourselves worthy.”
She shoved them down onto the bed, mounting one and straddling the other’s face. “Lick,” she commanded, grinding her soaked pussy against the first’s mouth. “Taste how good a real woman is…”
The women obeyed eagerly, tongues delving deep into Sasha’s folds. She rode their faces with abandon, tangling her fingers in their hair as she used them for her pleasure.
“Yes,” she hissed, hips bucking as she chased her high. “That’s it, get me nice and wet… Get me ready to teach you a real lesson…”
When she finally reached her peak, Sasha pulled away, juices dripping down their chins. She climbed off the bed, reaching for her riding crop and smacking it against her palm threateningly.
“On your hands and knees,” she commanded. “I want to see how you take punishment like the sluts you are…”
The women scurried to obey, presenting their bare asss for her perusal. Sasha smirked, reaching out to smack one particularly hard.
“Count,” she ordered, bringing the crop down again. “Let me know how many times it takes for you to remember your place…”
The women screamed and moaned as Sasha punished them, backs arching and eyes rolling back with each crack of the crop.
“That’s it,” Sasha purred, watching their asss turn red and raw beneath her blows. “Take your punishment like good little sluts… Show me how much you deserve to be collared by me…”
After what felt like hours, Sasha finally relented, tossing the crop aside and reaching for her favorite strap-on instead.
“Now,” she purred, stepping between their spread legs. “Let’s see how well you use your mouths…”
The women scrambled up, lips wrapping around the thick, black dildo jutting from Sasha’s hips. They bobbed up and down, hands fisting in the straps as they licked and sucked.
“Fuck,” Sasha panted, tangling her fingers in their hair as they worked over her cock. “Yes, just like that… Mmm, such good little cumsluts…”
She used their mouths like a fucktoy, hips snapping as she drove the strap deep into their throats. The women gagged and choked, tears streaming down their faces as they struggled to keep up with her pace.
Finally, with a roar, Sasha came hard, thick ropes of cum splattering across their chins and cheeks. The women licked their lips hungrily, reveling in the taste of their Mistress’ release.
Sasha smirked down at them, satisfaction thrumming through her veins. “Good girls,” she purred, reaching down to stroke their hair gently. “You’ve earned your collars… For now.”
She stepped back, reaching for her clothes and beginning to dress. The women looked up at her worshipfully, eyes filled with adoration and submission.
Sasha knew she had them hooked now, knew they would come back for more of her particular brand of punishment and pleasure.
And she was more than happy to oblige, one collared slut at a time…

