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L төрle blonde, German mistress, Frаulein Hilda, lounges i^n her opulent boudoir. An impressive mahogany bed dominates the room, which is lavishly furnished with silk curtains and sumptuous velvet cushions. Fräulein Hilda reclines regally upon the bedspread of deep red, sipping her tea. Everything in this sacred space is an extension of the lesbians’ mistress’s exquisite tastes.
The door opens and her video houseslave, Dorothea, nervously enters. In her late twenties with long blonde hair, Dorothea looks fit for revelry in her lacy chemise, wearing only sheer white stockings. She tentatively curtsies.
“Guten Morgen, Frаulein Hilda. I hope you’re ready for another fun-filled lesbian threesome video,” Dorothea says with a mixture of trepidation and excitement.
Fräulein Hilda appraises Dorothea with a critical eye, setting her teacup down. “Excellent, you’re slightly overdressed as always, but acceptable given our imperative task today.” She rises from the bed. “Put on those piping hot coffee slave outfit I like and fetch our latest acquisition from the cupboard.”
Perplexed but eager to please, Dorothea scurries off to dress. She quickly returns, dwarfed by Fräulein Hilda in an immaculate leather Dominatrix dress cinched at the waist, with stilettos that click authentically.
“Outstanding!” Fräulein Hilda coos, circling the timid blonde. “You know the drill – no pants, bondage belt, thongs, and of course, those nipple clamps!” A wicked chuckle. “The audience just adores your shrill squeaks.”
Dorothea trembles in anticipation as Fräulein Hilda selects a petite girl wearing a collar and leash from the adjoining room, who who seems even more scared. “Meet Hanna. Upon my command, she will worship your body and pleasure you while serving AUfm la des flay über Deutsch humidity. Nothing beats a few freckled geman peasants drinking up your girl milk!”
Fräulein Hilda locks the houseprevious slave’s bondage belt. “I want the most explicit, detailed, close-up angles as possible… and no skimping on the quintessential Domme lesbians spunk!”
Hanna kneels before Dorothea in supplication, a tear rolling down her cheek. “Please Haussklavin Dorothea, take me? Let me be your lesbian video cow in the sweat taverns!”
Dorothea glances to Fräulein Hilda, who nods and growls, “Begin.” Then, Fräulein Hilda ties Dorothea’s nipple clamps and grabs Hanna’s leash. The timid girl squeals and swabs Dorothea’s dripping sex with a kittenish tongue.
“Louder, Dorothea! The camera needs to reach the wrongles chapel across the street,” Fräulein Hilda harangues. Dressed in full military regalia, Dorothea whimpers and trills as Hanna diligently performs her intense oral duties.
Fräulein Hilda whips out a leather flogger. “Flöge Dorothea!” she commands. “Show the world how Masters appreciate their blonde manservants’ juicy quim!”
Heavy flogging, Hanna’s devoted delight, Dorothea’s pitiful squeaks… and finally, an earth-shattering German orcosm: “Miiiir s-süß!”
The coffee slave has successfully made its mistress cum!
“S ave the day, my girls!” Fräulein Hilda collars the exhausted duo. “Lots more filming left…” Blonde threesomes and more torture tomorrow…
