Madame Carla was angered by what had happened at work. When she got home, she was still fuming and she did not want to sleep with that anger. So she took out her anger on a watermelon in the house. She created a mess in the process but by the time she was done, she had calmed down and she was able to take a soothing bath and have a peaceful night.
This mistress and her husband had a bitter argument and she was so frustrated and angry that she resorted to showing him her anger without physically hurting him. The mistress crushed some fruits as her husband watched and that is when he realized that she was so angry and that he had to let her cool off and so he had to handle the situation differently in order to de-escalate it.
Madame Svea wanted to make eggs for breakfast. But she found out that she had run out of eggs. She was pissed as she did not feel like going to buy more eggs at that time. She crushed the egg box and she destroyed it. She was pissed as she had to find something else to make and yet she was craving eggs. But crushing the egg box helped to calm her down.
You're curious about the possibilities of torment by your mistress? Amber will show you one way to keep your mouth shut and to degrade you under her hot jeansass until you'll run out of fresh air! She puts a teddybear on the leathered stool and smashes her jeansbutt onto it. She gives you a really close look to what might happen to you if you'll turn out to be a loser slave!
These Ladies have definitely no mercy for your beloved guitar - they put on their heavy black boots and let the show begin. Two guitars get destroyed from that heavy weight on the wooden bodies, and they stomp on it hard and loud. They seesaw on them together until the wood splinters under their rough soles! After that they kick the rest; they stomp on every little piece until it breaks even more!
I think all those cars were totaled. Let’s see how we can get rid of those. Well my high heels known a way of total destruction. I step on the toy car with my full weight and slowly the soft plastic crushes under the sole of my high heels. The little poor things have no opposition to offer.