We wondered for a long time whether we should create a new category for this type of torture. Because everything that has been there up to then is clearly dwarfed here.
Unspeakable atrocities and misdeeds that only served a single purpose. To be the best. Not a day goes by without a new milestone of meanness. No sunset without new superlatives in one of the countless studios of our ladies!
Oh that's wonderful. So that's exactly how we imagine heaven. Or better yet, the transition from heaven to, well, what's it called, oh yes, hell. With your face to the wall, or rather to the Andreas cross without knowing what Lady is up to concoct behind you.
All of life is a roller coaster ride. And all of life sometimes seems to consist only of pain and even more pain. Of course, it always depends on what goals you set yourself.
Oh how wonderful. Our lovely Lady Iveta. It's always a splendor when she invites to a little dance. Only the most daring among the slaves are brave enough to engage in a tango with her.
What began as an exciting adventure in the first part of his journey only really picks up speed here. Here the buttocks are already glowing and the rosette hides in fear in the shallows of the slave's buttocks.