"Wiggle all you like, slave. You're not going to get anything out of it!" Vena says with a cruel laugh, then spanks her ass hard again. "Cynthia, drop the ankle tentacles. Lower her to the ground, and keep her arms held up in the air!" Vena calls out, and Cynthia obeys, the tentacles around Olivia's ankles coming off, and her body lowered to the ground with her arms held out to theside, helpless as her hole gapes up at Vena.
"My my... Such a lewd hole..." Vena murmurs, and Olivia feels the tip of something hard pressing down into her asshole. Was Vena pressing her boot heel down in there!? Yet... It felt oddly... satisfying... "Gaping so much for mistress' cock, isn't it? Dirty little whore..." Vena murmurs, twisting the heel back and forth inside her ass.