Humiliation is one of My dearest specialties and spitting was always an ingredient in most of My humiliation scenes. This slave had the privilege to see Me in a dungeon that had a spinning St. Andrew’s cross so My indefatigable imagination started immediately to count the infinite ways I could use it to torment him. First, I decided I can use him so much better as My spittoon if I secure him on the cross and then I can easily spin him around so I can spit in his mouth on his cock and everywhere else I would see fit while he becomes dizzier and more confused. He can only focus on one thing: ...

Humiliation is one of My dearest specialties and spitting was always an ingredient in most of My humiliation scenes. This slave had the privilege to see Me in a dungeon that had a spinning St. Andrew’s cross so My indefatigable imagination started immediately to count the infinite ways I could use it to torment him. First, I decided I can use him so much better as My spittoon if I secure him on the cross and then I can easily spin him around so I can spit in his mouth on his cock and everywhere else I would see fit while he becomes dizzier and more confused. He can only focus on one thing: how can he become a better spittoon for me, how to open his mouth wide for My spit and offer his body entirely for My pleasure of humiliating him.