Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. This little gem of a movie is one of my favourites from my private collection. I had not intended to release this as it was filmed purely for my pleasure, hence the camera is focused on the intense suffering of one of my personal slaves and on my beautiful tailor made Italian leather thigh boots and gloves. If you look closely enough you will see me pleasuring myself as I get incredibly wet at the slaves expense. The clamps used on his nipples are exceptionally cruel and excruciatingly painful, but with the vibrating plug up his anal passage, massaging his prostate and the industrial strength vibrator pulsating on his cock, he has no choice but to have his erection maintained throughout his suffering. A very special insight into my world of SM masturbatory pleasure as a treat for my loyal members!
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. As any personal slave should know... if your Mistress has a bad day, expect to have it even worse! Using my personal slave as a stress toy can be extremely therapeutic and this session was no exception. I let leash with the flogger, crop, paddle and ultimately my favourite implement, the cane. Of course the slave felt very fortunate to be my stress reliever and was granted a small reward for his endurance...
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. Seeing a slave take an immense amount of pain for me is most satisfying, especially when that slave begs for more despite the agony he is clearly struggling with in this scene. I wanted to see just how far I could push him... then I pushed him some more.
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. There's little I love more than seeing a slave put themselves through hell just to please and worship me! This slave was desperate to kiss and caress me in my leather boots, gloves and figure hugging leather pants, but in order to be granted that honour, he had to endure a cold hard caning from me. No warm up to soften the blows, just straight in with the cane at full velocity and ferocity!
Featuring Divine Mistress Heather. This slave had never been trampled before, so I felt duty bound to indoctrinate him in the process, straight in with full weight, well-heeled trampling in one of my pairs of beautiful leather thigh boots. I left him with the honour of taking away multiple marks and scratches and during the treatment he was given the opportunity to salivate over the very instruments of his torment, my sumptuously soft leather boots.