Welcome Max Smother fans, and welcome to round number two in the lets asphyxiate Tread till hes dead sweepstakes! When we last left Mistresses Brigitta and Anatasia, they were busy pleasuring each other whilst they had Treads nose and tongue planted firmly in their asses
Well, no sooner than the curtain goes up here, than does Treads nose and tongue go right back up there!
Thats right, Treads little red riding nose once again goes over their pubes and through their glutes to their glorious assholes it goes, each prolonged grind and squat by Brigitta and Anatasia, bringing them closer to pleasure, while bringing Tread closer to the enchanted land of passed out.
Fine naked femininity abounds in this classic fetish fairy tales of facesitting finery. Come watch as these two wicked stepsisters of smother teach Tread once and for all, just whose asshole is the fairest in all the land! Were not going anywhere here at smotherbabes...are you?
The Sadistic 4
Greetings trample fans! And welcome to todays installment of Im a major dumb-ass theater. Todays episode reunites us with the resident king of all dumb-asses, slave tread, and true to form he has somehow managed to piss off this justice league of femininity, and hes gonna pay! Within seconds of his transgression, Mistress Stacy, Starla, Missy and Lily throw Tread down onto the floor and proceeded to play a rousing game of discombobulate the boob, their gorgeous feet pounding what little sense Tread can mentally process into his pea-brained head. Rib breaking jumps, throat crushing stomps, foot licking, toe sucking, and barefoot action abounds as these 4 mavens of mayhem literally crush Treads will underfoot. Not satisfied with simply causing Tread discomfort, the girls decide to get medieval on Treads ass and use the leg of a coffee table and a 2x4 as weapons of mass destruction. After placing the leg of a table directly on Treads solar-plexus, girls climb on top of the table one by one until there is nearly 600 lbs resting on Treads diaphragm. They also use a 2x4 to play a torturous game of teeter-totter across Treads battered sternum. This is full on female assault!
The Facesitting Fillies
Alrighty now.. Everyone sing along!
Come and listen to a story bout a man named Tread; Watch these two lovely ladies make his face turn red. They sit on his face with his nose stuck in their poon, and they wont let him up for air, near any time soon...Smother, that is... Black out... Asphyxiation.
As we welcome all of you back to Smotherbabes land of asphxian delights, we offer you up a tale of when good samaritanism goes bad! Our intrepid helpful sort Tread is out driving the back roads during a heavy snowstorm when he chances upon two slinky lassies, Mistress Melonie and Mistress Tabitha Snow, who are hoofing it on foot across the cold snowy ground. Seizing upon his chance to show himself as the gentleman that he is, he offers them a ride in his nice warm pickup truck. The girls accept with promises of cold beer and hot action once they get back to their place.
Once there, the girls turn kinkier than a Michael Jackson sleepover, and force Tread on his back and the breathplay boogie begins! From jeans to panties, to naked pussy flesh, these forceful fillies ride Treads face like it was the national finals rodeo, stopping only to change positions and to keep their playtoy alive, until they eventually grow tired and dump Treads wheezing carcass out onto the frozen tundra.
Saddle on up, pardner, and come watch a spell! Ya hear?!
The Cowgirl Stampede
YEEEEE HAW! Do-si-do your corners all! Walk or waddle, hop or crawl. Now allemande left and everybody clap, and watch their feet keep beat pounding this poor sap!
Thats right; slave Tread has done it again! He has run afoul of Mistresses Brittany and Star and hes about to feel like a bull at a Rocky Mountain Oyster festival.
Treads body is subjected to non-stop trample from these two wildcats, and, from the get go, it doesnt take long to figure out that spurs and male flesh dont mix very well as Brittany uses her spurs to leave long red angry welts of pain across Treads ribcage while Star is doing her part, constantly pounding his diaphragm and stomach under her weight as if Tread were the dance floor at Gilleys! Of course, in between stomps and jumps, Brittany takes the time to have Tread clean the soles of her boot with his tongue. And, what good are clean boots without clean feet? Of course, Brittany feels the same way, so she slaps a noose around Treads goofy neck and uses it to prod him into giving her tired feet the oral worship they deserve after a long day in her hot boots.
Grab a seat and come watch as these trampling queens take Tread on a wagon train of woe!
