German Language

There are actually supposed to be things that really get our Lady Iveta excited. We're not talking about world politics or environmental scandals. Sometimes it's the little things or, in our case, the big, misshapen things.

Some things and practices have been lost over the centuries, but some have withstood all odds in the darkest cellars. Impaling has always been one of her specialties. So let us introduce you our Goddess of the darkest ages, Mistress Madita.

Are you sitting comfortably too? All we can do is say it again and again. Sitting down is no problem at all. Unfortunately, this funny fellow, let's just call him Slave Model A), has apparently forgotten how to sit properly. We hope we don't have to explain this to you again.

Our lady struts around the slave barefoot. Runs around him like a predator looking for the next piece of meat. We have already noticed that she has already found it on him, but that he is not showing any signs of life. So she chokes, pinches and scratches the worthless guy with all her might.

Splendid. This masterpiece has everything you need for a fantastic experience. A sexy young lady in an incredibly tight and brief leather dress, long, really long lace-up boots and a slave whose drool is already dripping from his lips at the sight of the mistress.

Well, that can't be that difficult, can it? Basically, just a small bowl filled with water which should be held over the head. Waitresses at the “Oktoberfest” haul mugs of beer all day. So, it should be an easy exercise after all.

We say it again and again when our Miss Geneviere Maldives visits us. Just don't open your dirty mouth so much, keep your mouth shut and bow down in front of your mistress. But are you listening? Do you take our advice seriously? In most cases not.

Mill wheels used to have a completely different function. But times change. But you can get a little nostalgic. The slave of our Johanna here won't care in the end. He probably went black anyway after standing on his head for a while.

There are cultures in which this form of massage is considered a special treat. But there are mistresses for whom this kind of treatment means more pain, humiliation and submission. Lady Iveta is back and in her latest video she offers everything that increases greed for feet.

Goodness, the slippers sparkle like the starry sky over the Caribbean. We've never been there, but there was a documentary on Discovery once. But we're digressing again. Although it's not that far away. After all, our Lady Iveta is also about education, or rather about upbringing.

A slave without an erection after our Paulina Rouge took care of him? Impossible do you think? Then see for yourself. If it doesn't work with your toes, heels or the whole foot, just shove a few fingers down your throat. It will have some effect.

Sometimes she sounds as warm and sweet as a good mother. So empathetic and understanding. But deep in her chest, two hearts seem to be beating. The one compassionate and the other which clamps your nipples off at any time.

Goodness, the slippers sparkle like the starry sky over the Caribbean. We've never been there, but there was a documentary on Discovery once. But we're digressing again. Although it's not that far away. After all, our Lady Iveta is also about education, or rather about upbringing.

After a short orientation, the little imp can then blow his mistress's heels nicely and, above all, thoroughly. Like a hard cock, this little perverted bastard sucks her shoes like a pro. As if he would otherwise only appear in the darkest corners of a train station toilet.

Mill wheels used to have a completely different function. But times change. But you can get a little nostalgic. The slave of our Johanna here won't care in the end. He probably went black anyway after standing on his head for a while.

Fantastic. That's how we always wanted and imagined our lessons. Of course, one requirement was that Lady Iveta was the teacher. And the other requirement? Oh well. Lessons should be as chilled as possible. So relaxed. Hanging, strapped down, bent over. Just like that...

It doesn't take much for a relaxing afternoon. A glass of good booze, a comfortable armchair and a warm and fluffy kitten that lies at your feet and purrs like a well-oiled two-stroke engine.

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.

Mill wheels used to have a completely different function. But times change. But you can get a little nostalgic. The slave of our Johanna here won't care in the end. He probably went black anyway after standing on his head for a while.

Lady Iveta's newest slave has always been a little Pooh Bah. You could also think that it is slowly going up in smoke. But she always had a soft spot for smoking her slaves in pipes.