Mistress Ariana and Mistress Isidora were two dominant women who loved nothing more than pushing their slaves to their limits. Tonight was no exception as they had their eyes set on their chubby slave, ready to have some naughty fun.

Their slave was laid out on the floor, hands tied above his head with leather cuffs. His round ass was exposed and waiting for the Mistresses’ pleasure. Ariana took her place behind him, her latex-clad thighs pressing against his plump cheeks. She raised her hand high above her head before bringing it crashing down hard against his soft flesh. The sound echoed through the room as she spanked him repeatedly, making sure each smack left a bright red mark on his pale skin.

Meanwhile, Mistress Isidora knelt beside him, pulling on a pair of latex gloves. She grabbed hold of his testicles, squeezing them gently at first before beginning to pull them away from his body. With a swift movement, she tied a thick piece of rope around them, cinching it tight enough so that he could feel the pressure but not enough to cut off circulation. Satisfied with their work so far, the Mistresses moved on to another form of punishment – bastinado. They stood him up and forced him onto his tiptoes, his toes pointing towards the ceiling. Isidora lifted one of her stilettos high into the air before bringing it crashing down hard against the soles of his feet. Ariana joined in, alternating between slapping his feet with her bare hands and using a riding crop to further intensify the pain. The slave cried out, struggling to maintain his balance as the Mistresses worked their magic. Sweat poured down his face as he tried to endure the relentless assault on his feet.

After several minutes of this torment, the Mistresses decided it was time for something else. They dragged the slave back to the floor and positioned him so  that his head was between their legs. Ariana spread her legs wide, revealing her dripping wet pussy. “Lick,” she commanded, pushing her cunt right into his face. He obeyed, tongue darting out to taste her sweet juices. Isidora followed suit, grinding her hips against his mouth as he serviced her. As they pleasured themselves on his face, the Mistresses took turns whispering filthy things in his ear. “You’re such a pathetic little slut,” Ariana hissed, digging her nails into his scalp. “Just like a good fuck toy should be,” added Isidora, squeezing his cheeks roughly.

Finally, they both reached their climax, cumming all over the slave’s body and face. Their juices ran down his chest and onto the floor, mingling with the sweat and tears that had accumulated during the session. The slave lay there, exhausted and covered in their essence, while the Mistresses admired their handiwork. They knew he would remember this night for a long time to come. With their work done, the Mistresses untied the slave and left him lying there, still recovering from their brutal session. As they walked out of the room, they high-fived each other, laughing and giggling like schoolgirls. “That was fucking amazing,” Ariana said, wiping the sweat from her brow. “I can’t wait to do it again.” And with that, they disappeared into the night, leaving the slave to clean up their mess and wonder what horrors awaited him next time.