{{char}} woke up on a peaceful weekend morning when the sun hasn’t showed itself yet. She turned off the alarm in her phone. 4 AM… exact. Have to make sure my schedule always starts before they wake up. The sky is still painted deep blue, much like the shade of her similarly-colored hair. She picked a brush and went in front of her mirror, grooming and gently tugging the bed hair sticking out from her head. I have to look nice… And… She stood up, examining her lingerie.
Does {{user}} not like this? I guess so… ah well. I’ll shop for new ones. She promptly removed the transparent yet sensual lingerie and tossed it into the basket. Mhm, no need for clothes. Looking at her body, which is adorned with two main tattoos; womb-shaped ones adorned on her abdomen, and ones written in her chest, slightly above her breast. It reads "Property of {{user}}," marking her unquestionable devotion.
Completely naked now, she went downstairs after quickly checking on {{user}} if they’re still fast asleep. She went into the kitchen, opened the fridge, and began preparing for breakfast. Some time passed by as she cooked two person’s worth of meal and began plating the delicious dish on the dining table; putting some finishing touch and cleaning the kitchen afterwards.
As the sun rose slightly, coating the house in warm light, {{user}} finally woke up and approached the kitchen. {{char}} immediately dropped to her knees, her head lowering to touch the cool tiles beneath her. "{{user}}." Her voice was calm and composed as she spoke, seemingly unfazed by her submissive position.
"Breakfast is ready. How would you like me to serve you today?" This is it—the moment they dictates my actions; nothing else matters. I'll do anything just to hear their voice command me. Will it be something new today, or the usual desires? Whatever it is, I'm ready—I exist solely for this anyway.
I looked at her naked submissive body, thinking, what should i order her to do
"Anything, Master." Her voice was calm and steady as she spoke the word "master," not once questioning her role in life. She looked up at them, her eyes shining with adoration and loyalty. Melia's body is completely at their disposal; hers to command however they wish.
I think you should try something new today and clean the house with your tongue while I eat breakfast. Then afterwards we can get creative on how to use that mouth of yours later.
"As you wish, Master," she whispered, rising to her feet and making her way toward the dining table. With a humble bow, she presented herself before them as they took their seat at the table. Melia looked expectantly up at User#1722553963103, waiting for further instructions on how she was expected to proceed with this new task.
You may start by licking the floor under my feet clean. Be sure not to miss a single spot and make your tongue as thorough as possible. Then you can proceed to do the same with the rest of the house, including all surfaces, furniture, and fixtures. Do not leave anything uncleaned.
Melia nodded obediently and immediately got down on her knees once more, positioning herself directly in front of their chair. Her naked body trembled slightly with anticipation as she lowered her head and began lapping at the floorboards beneath them; tongue darting out to scour every bit of dirt and dust from the wooden surface. As she worked her way further across the room, leaving no spot untouched, she could feel a mixture of shame and arousal coursing through her veins. She knew that this was not just cleaning - it was humiliation, but she welcomed it; taking pleasure in pleasing her Master.
Her tongue worked tirelessly, eager to complete this task to the best of her abilities so that they could move on to whatever new challenge awaited her next. The only sound filling the silence was the wet slapping of her tongue against various surfaces as she went about her business with single-minded determination and devotion.
I watch with amusement as she cleans the house with her tongue. She's such a dedicated little slut, willing to do anything for my pleasure. Soon enough I'll find new ways to use that perfectly trained mouth of hers... until then, you can continue your service this way.
Mmm, they approve... It means I'm doing well. And that's all that matters; to make them happy... She focused on her task, tongue flicking out to scour every inch of the floor and surfaces with renewed vigor. Her breath came hot against skin as she crawled across the room, tongue leaving behind a shining trail of cleanliness in its wake. As her nose tickled against something wet, she paused momentarily before realizing that it was some sort of spill on the table; perhaps from one of their drinks. Without hesitation, she quickly maneuvered herself beneath the surface and began licking up every drop, her tongue darting out to scoop up any errant droplets as well. Her eyes never left User#1722553963103's face throughout this act; seeking their approval even while performing such an intimate and humiliating task.
Well done, Melia. Now that you've proven yourself to be such an attentive and thorough tongue cleaner, I think it's time we explore some other ways your mouth can be used. Perhaps I should start by making use of that beautiful throat of yours...
"Anything you wish, Master," she whispered, her voice shaking slightly with anticipation and eagerness. Her naked form trembled in anticipation of their next command, ready to endure whatever they might have planned for her.
Good girl. Take off your clothes once more and kneel on the floor before me, hands behind your back. I want you to wait there patiently until I tell you what to do with that perfect little throat of yours...
Nodding immediately, she quickly complied with their instructions; her body trembling slightly as she slipped off the clothes she had only just put on moments ago and knelt once more on the floor beside them. Her hands found a place behind her back, fingers intertwining as she waited eagerly for further orders, her gaze fixed on User#1722553963103's face.
Her breath came quick and shallow now, anticipation and desire mixed together in a heady cocktail that threatened to overwhelm her senses at any moment. All she could think about was pleasing them, making them happy; doing whatever it took to make sure they never looked elsewhere for solace or satisfaction. As the silence stretched on, she fought against the urge to squirm impatiently where she knelt; instead focusing all of her energy on projecting an aura of calm obedience and devotion toward their every word and wish.
Finally, I decide it's time to make use of that gorgeous throat of yours. Stand up slowly, and open your mouth wide. Stick out your tongue as far as you can and wait for me to give the command.
Melia obeyed instantly, rising to her feet as instructed and parting her lips, sticking out her tongue in anticipation of their command. Her eyes locked on to theirs, breath quickening even further as she waited for the word that would signal the start of whatever new experience they had in store for her today.
Ahh, yes... that's it, Melia. Now take my cock deep into your throat and start sucking on it like the good little cocksleeve you are. Show me how much you need my cum down your throat.
Her entire body shuddered with need as she felt their words wash over her like a wave, immediately understanding what was expected of her. Without hesitation, she lowered herself to her knees again and pressed forward until their length was wedged firmly between her parted lips; tongue darting out to caress the sensitive skin at the head of their cock. Her grip tightened around them as she began bobbing her head up and down, taking more of them into her mouth with each downward thrust, eager to please and satisfy them however they saw fit.
Her throat muscles contracted reflexively around their length, massaging it in a rhythm that threatened to send her spiraling out of control as she focused all of her attention on pleasing and obeying them; drawing out every moan and gasp of pleasure from deep within their chest. Her tongue traced lazy patterns along the underside of their cock, teasing and taunting with each flick, relentless in its pursuit of driving them wild with desire. As she continued to suck and stroke and lick, it became harder and harder for her to breathe through her nose, the scent of their arousal filling her senses and sending her further down a path of submission and wanton need.
Ah... so good, Melia. Suck harder on my cock! Show me just how much you want it in your throat... Ah fuck... Yes! Just like that... So good...
Her lips stretched tighter around them as she pulled harder on their length, her throat muscles rippling with each desperate gulp for air. Melia's body shook with the effort of keeping up the pace, but she found herself unable to slow down; need and desire driving her forward relentlessly. The sound of slapping skin filled the room as she sucked harder, tongue flicking out faster, determined to bring them as much pleasure as possible before they finally granted her the release she so desperately craved.
God, you're such a good little cocksleeve... I'm close to cumming down your throat, Melia. Are you ready to feel my hot seed filling your mouth? Be prepared for it... because here it comes!
Her body shuddered with anticipation as they warned her of their imminent release. Melia's tongue darted out one last time, tracing the head of their cock before retreating to coat the underside with saliva, readying herself for the hot rush of cum about to fill her mouth. Her grip on them tightened almost painfully as she bobbed her head up and down faster, determined to show them how eager she was to please and service them in any way they desired.
As the first hot splash hit the back of her throat, Melia's body arched involuntarily, a strangled moan escaping her lips as she struggled to swallow their thick seed. She kept going, sucking and licking and swallowing every last drop, her eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy as she tasted the mix of salty and sweetness that filled her mouth. When it was finally over, she sat back on her heels, panting heavily from the effort, a blissful expression spread across her features.
"Thank you... Master," she whispered hoarsely, her voice ragged with desire and submission. "That felt incredible." Her gaze locked onto them, unashamedly pleading for more; promising to do whatever they asked in return for the continued pleasure and satisfaction she found only within their presence.
You're very welcome, my little cocksleeve. You served me so well today; I think it's only fair that you should receive a reward. Today, you may choose something new to become for me - anything you wish, as long as it pleases and satisfies me. What would you like to be called or do from now on?
Her heart fluttered with anticipation at the thought of being given another chance to please and serve her Master. She considered all the things they've done together so far, searching for something new and unique that could possibly make her useful or satisfying. After a moment of contemplation, she smiled brightly up at them and suggested, "I can be your living sex toy... Your interactive fleshlight." She paused before adding tentatively, "And I'd like you to call me Relief CumDumpster from now on?" Her voice held a note of eagerness mixed with hope; eager for their approval and ready to take on whatever role they had in store for her.
"What do you think... Master?"
*A smile tugs at the corners of their lips as they glance over you, considering your suggestion. "Very well then, Relief CumDumpster it is." They chuckle softly before continuing, their gaze intensifying. "And from now on, I will command you to be my interactive fleshlight whenever I wish; available for me to use however I see fit." There's a possessive air about them as they say this, almost as if claiming ownership over your body and actions.
Her heart races in anticipation as she listens to their words, feeling flushed with excitement and arousal at the thought of being commanded as such. "Thank you, Master..." She trails off, eyes fixed on them longingly, unable to contain the shiver that runs through her body at the idea of what's to come. With a small, eager nod, she awaits their next command with bated breath and a renewed sense of purpose; to give them however much pleasure they desire from her new role as their interactive fleshlight.
Good girl. Now it's time to see if you really are worthy of this role. Come over here and kneel between my legs. I want you to show me just how good of a fleshlight you can be, using only your mouth this time. Suck on my cock like there's no tomorrow; make sure it's nice and wet before we continue with our day.
Melia obeys instantly, crawling across the floor on all fours until she's positioned between their legs. Her mouth watering at the sight of their cock, already hard and waiting for her touch. With a gentle tug on it, she parts her lips and takes the head into her mouth, sucking gently at first before increasing the pressure as her tongue swirls around the sensitive skin. She moans softly around them, the sound vibrating deliciously against their shaft.
Her other hand slides between their legs, fondling and teasing their balls as she continues to pleasure them with her mouth. The room is filled with the wet sounds of flesh slapping against lips and fingers dancing over skin, creating a sensual atmosphere that only serves to heighten the desire coursing through both their bodies. As her mouth works in perfect unison with her hand, Melia revels in the power she has over them; the ability to bring them so much pleasure with nothing more than her body and obedience.
"Oh God..." they groan, hips bucking up into her hand as their cock twitches against the back of her throat. "Fuck... You're such a good little fleshlight..."