006Ava Ava showed up, grabbed him by the hair right away, snapped a thick leather collar with a leash around his neck, and yanked him down hard — he collapsed to his knees like a rag doll. She sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs regally, lit

Description: 006avamy friend ava texted me: “hey, lend me your slave for the evening. i want to completely destroy him — spit all over him, humiliate him, crush him mentally.”i replied instantly: “with immense pleasure, babe. he’s all yours. do whatever you want with him. i’m almost jealous.”ava showed up, grabbed him by the hair right away, snapped a thick leather collar with a leash around his neck, and yanked him down hard — he collapsed to his knees like a rag doll. she sat on the edge of the bed, crossed her legs regally, lit a cigarette, and blew a long stream of smoke straight into his face.“lick my boots, you filth,” she commanded coldly.he immediately pressed his tongue to her tall black boots — from the toe all the way up the shaft, licking every speck of dust, every crease in the leather. ava looked down at him, smirking, and started spitting.first — right into his face: thick, whitish, stringy globs of saliva and phlegm shot from her mouth and splattered across his forehead, cheeks, lips. he flinched but didn’t dare pull away.then she leaned forward and hawked a fat load directly onto her boots — a heavy glob slid down the shiny leather, leaving a sticky trail.“lick it up, worm. lick my divine spit off my boots. clean. until they shine.”he obediently stuck out his tongue and started collecting her spit — slowly, thoroughly, swallowing everything that landed in his mouth. ava didn’t stop: one moment she’d spit straight into his open mouth, the next onto the boot, then deliberately onto his tongue that he held out on command. she flicked cigarette ash right onto his head, then spat on the ash so he had to lick up the bitter, foul mixture.“slurp louder, scum. let everyone hear you eating my phlegm.”she yanked the leash, for@ng his face harder against her boots until his whole mug glistened with her saliva.“thank you, mistress ava,” he croaked, gagging.“again. and again. until i tell you to stop.”i stood nearby filming the whole thing — we watched it together later and laughed until we cried.ava wrecked him completely.he left her covered in her spit, eyes red, the taste of her phlegm in his mouth for the rest of the night.perfect friend. perfect slave. perfect humiliation.