Three slaves competing under one Ass for the Ultimate Reward

Goddess Baavan strides into the room in her black cutout lace bodysuit, garter straps, and glossy red heels, tattoos flexing along her arms as she surveys the three masked slaves stretched out naked on the patterned rug. She plants her hands on her hips and tells them they will compete to see whose face she can sit on the longest, the winner earning the spot inside the toilet box at the weekend party. The camera pans to the red-topped box with its circular opening while the slaves shift and harden with anticipation, each one clearly determined to outlast the others. Baavan lowers herself over the first slave’s gold mask, her full ass settling firmly across his covered face as she rocks her hips in slow circles without lifting. He holds steady beneath her weight and heat until eighty-five seconds pass, setting the mark the others must beat.

She rises and moves to the next slave in the red mask, sinking down again so his face is sealed under her lace-covered curves while her heels dig into the rug for leverage. He lasts longer, drawing a low sound of approval from her. When she mounts the final slave in the white mask, she grinds harder, thighs locking around his head as his body tenses and his hands flex at his sides. He pushes to be the best but can he do it? Once the test is complete she smiles down at the winner. who will spend an evening in the toilet box for the use of all the girls. Turning to the other two, Baavan tells them their role at the party will be to fluff the stud guests, which seems to get a mixed reaction from the pervert slaves.