Mistress Aleana’s Queendom – CBT Fur Picnic

Bart arrives for our Fur Picnic and he thinks we`re going to be eating cheese n drinking wine. But I`ve other plans. You see, I sent him to Iceland to find some new furs for my collection, and he did a good job, but the one I wanted the most, a chinchilla fur coat, he failed to procure. Bart makes some lame excuses about how he could not find them, but there are no excuses in my world, only strict punishments for not following my exact orders. I yank down Bart’s trousers and what do you know, he’s got a raging boner. I start off stroking his cock with my Italian red leather gloves but he knows that won’t last long. Time to make his cock as red as my gloves. I slap, beat n whip his cock n balls with my slapper, riding crop and horse hair flogger as he struggles to keep his legs down. That’s ok, I just lock them down with my gown leather riding boots. In between rounds of beating his cock, I tease him with a fur job, rubbing my soft furs up and down his throbbing erection. Eventually I grow weary of his screaming, so I decide to sit on his face with my ass, smothering his muffled cries with my blue jeans. This`ll teach him to not come back with all the items on my list, LOL.