Spit, Pain, and Worship: A Slave's Duty

You were so deluded, thinking you could fuck me (laughs). Oh, darling, that will never happen. But you can get closer to me by serving me like a good slave serves a queen. How? You ask. Well, don’t forget that I know your weaknesses all too well. I know you love it when I spit, when a beautiful girl uses dirty talk and spits, even though you can’t explain why. Watching my lips dripping with spit over my gorgeous breasts drives you wild. Fine, I’ll do that—as long as you clean it all up with your slave mouth. Stroke your cock. You’ll cum to my rhythm. First, I want you to worship my body and admire it, like a servant. If you misbehave, I’ll slap your balls and make you writhe in pain. But don’t worry, I know you love a good punishment.