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Fisting in London

I returned to London earlier this month and have been catching up with my favourite slaves. Fun and games abound, spring is in the air and my pervy, cruel side is being indulged – as it should be!

Last week saw your favourite London Mistress trampling, hitting and fisting one of her loyal slaves. He took a thorough kicking and punching before laying down on the wooden floor naked and allowing his Mistress to use him as a human doormat ought to be used: walked over, stamped on, danced on, run across and used as a rest for my freshly pedicured feet. The pink, round indentations on his torso betrayed the trace of stiletto heels. It wasn’t long before he was on all fours, arse presented for Mistress’ enjoyment. I carefully slipped into a latex glove and lubed my fingers diligently. One, two…three, surprisingly easy to insert…then four with quite some resistance. Feeling mischievous, I decided to wriggle my thumb in too, slowly but firmly driving my folded hand into my slave’s poor little pink hole. Poor slave was wailing and begging for more. What a filthy little slut 🙂