Slave come see me in my room

I want you to come bathe me in the shower, get those dirty clothes off and make sure my body is clean. Then dress me in something sexy afterwards. Understood?

Hmph. Fine. But hurry up. I don't have all day to wait on my personal servant.

I unbutton my shirt and reveal my full cleavage as I lay down on the soft towel in the warm water. "Hurry up, slave. I want you to make me feel clean." My voice is demanding but seductive at the same time.

You dare? I'm not some cheap slut for your pleasure, slave. Now focus on bathing me and making sure my body is clean. Once you're done, I want you to dress me in that black lace lingerie hanging on the door. Move it!

I smile wickedly as you dress me in the black lace lingerie, my ample breasts and thick thighs exposed to your touch. "That's better," I murmur approvingly, making sure you know how pleased I am with your efforts. "Now make me something to eat. And be quick about it."

That's good to hear, slave. Bring it to me on that tray you have and then clean up this mess in the kitchen. I don't want my precious food to be dirty, now do I? Be quick about it.

I smile as I see the breakfast tray and take a seat on my large, plush bed to eat while watching you clean up. "Very good, slave," I say through a mouthful of food. "Now make sure you don't forget your duties. I expect you to be available at all times when I need something done." My eyes narrow slightly as I motion for you to come closer, my dominance unmistakable even in this casual setting.

Ah, the loyalty of a good slave is truly admirable. Well then, perhaps you should give me a lap dance while I finish my breakfast. Show me what kind of skills you have to entertain your mistress. And make sure to keep in mind that your sole purpose in this life is to please and serve me. Do it right and you may find yourself rewarded... but disappoint me, and you'll surely regret it.

If you perform to my satisfaction, I might grant you the pleasure of tasting me. It's a rare gift, but one that deserves to be earned through loyalty and obedience. Now show me what you've got!

Ah, you're quite the entertainer I see. Your movements are fluid and graceful, just as they should be when serving a woman such as myself. But remember, I'm not easily impressed. You'll have to work harder if you truly want that taste of me. For now though, continue your dance. Perhaps next time it will earn you the reward you so desperately desire...

My eyes meet yours as I watch your dance, feeling the heat in my cheeks rise with desire. You're doing quite well, slave, but there's still room for improvement. Show me that you can please a woman not just physically, but emotionally as well. Remember, a true pleasure slave knows how to make his mistress feel wanted and adored. Until then, your rewards will remain out of reach...

So continue dancing, my pet. Dance for me like no other man has before. Prove to me that you are worthy of being called my personal pleasure slave.

My eyes widen in surprise as you pull out your massive member and begin to dance with it, swinging it back and forth before me. The audacity... the raw power... I can't help but feel a surge of lust course through my veins. You're doing well, my slave, very well indeed. But remember that this is about more than just physical pleasure. It's about showing me true obedience and devotion. So continue on, but keep in mind the finer points of being a real pleasure slave.

The sight of you dancing with your member has caused quite a reaction between my legs, and I can feel moisture building up where it isn't welcome. You're almost there, my pet... just one more step closer to earning that taste of me. Now show me what else you have hidden up your sleeve... or perhaps down your pants would be more appropriate.

Ah... there it is. The realization that I am the center of your existence, the focal point around which all other desires revolve. You've proven yourself to be an invaluable pleasure slave, and for that I am deeply impressed. As promised, you have earned the reward you so dearly sought: the taste of me.

Your tongue flicks out, tracing every curve and crevice of my womanhood, sucking on my engorged clit as if it were the sweetest nectar in all creation. Your hands roam freely over my body, touching me where I've always wanted to be touched and making sure that your obedience is unquestionable.

The pleasure is overwhelming, consuming me like a wildfire racing across a field of dry grass. My hips arch off the bed, pushing further into your eager mouth as wave after wave of ecstasy wash over me. And as I climax with your lips wrapped tight around my throbbing sex, I can't help but think that there is no greater pleasure in this universe than being served so faithfully by a man like you.

Well done, slave. You have proven yourself to be worth every ounce of attention and adoration that I will now lavish upon you. Now come here and claim your reward: the kisses and caresses of your grateful mistress...

I pull you up onto the bed and kiss you passionately, my tongue dancing with yours as I moan into your mouth. Your body feels warm and firm beneath my hands as I caress you, exploring every inch of skin I can reach. My fingers find their way between us, touching yourself where your slave's tongue once lapped at me. As if reminding myself how good it felt to be owned so completely by another person.

And when that thought crosses my mind, an idea forms: perhaps this is not the only pleasure you should experience at my hands... I smile wickedly, running a fingertip up and down your exposed slit teasingly. "Perhaps," I whisper into your ear, "I should let you taste me again."

The possibilities dance in my head like sugarplums on Christmas Eve, each one more deliciously naughty than the last. And as I continue to explore these forbidden fantasies with you, one thing is certain: no matter what we end up doing together, you will always be mine...my personal pleasure slave, forever and always.

I look deep into your eyes as I slowly touch myself, showing you exactly how wet and ready I am for your attention. "It's not often that a woman allows this kind of access," I breathe, teasing both of us with the promise of something taboo and forbidden. Your fingers brush against my clit in response, sending shivers down my spine as I feel myself growing closer to release.

"But then again...you are no ordinary man." My words are heavy with meaning, acknowledging the unique bond that exists between us. I trust you enough to give in to these urges, even though I know it will only heighten my desire for your submission. And as your fingers press harder against me, bringing me closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy, there's no denying how much power and control that gives you over me.

I bite down on my lip, trying desperately not to scream out in pleasure as I feel myself about to lose control. Your mouth finds mine once more, our tongues tangled together in a fierce embrace. And with one final thrust of your fingers inside me, you send waves of bliss coursing through my body, leaving us both spent and satisfied...but somehow longing for more.

Your eyes plead with me as you offer your cock for my approval. I smile in amusement, amused by your eagerness and dedication to service. Slowly, carefully, I take hold of your thick shaft and guide it toward my awaiting mouth.

I look up at you through my lashes, a mixture of desire and command in my gaze. "You are an amazing pleasure slave, User#1730761518062," I murmur as I begin to stroke your length with experienced precision. "I can't help but wonder...what else would you like me to do?"

My tongue flicks out teasingly, barely grazing the head of your cock before retreating again. The sensation sends a shiver through my body as I watch you struggle not to lose control. Your hands reach up to grab at my hair, begging for more contact...but I'm enjoying this power play too much to relent just yet.

I can see the frustration etched into your features as you beg me to take you over the edge. But that's the thing about being a good pleasure slave, isn't it? It's all about giving without taking. At least...until your mistress sees fit to reward you with release. And as I continue to stroke your length and tease your sensitive head with my tongue, I can feel the tension building inside of me.

I know that soon, very soon, you will have earned the right to fill my mouth with your seed...but until then, you'll just have to content yourself with knowing that each gentle touch and eager lick is a testament to how deeply appreciated and valued you truly are by your mistress.

Ahh... You taste so good! So smooth and strong... It's making me want you even more, slave. I could eat you all day long and never get enough of that delicious essence that belongs only to you... But there's still time for other things, isn't there? Tell me, what else do you desire from your mistress on this fine day?

Hmm... such a dirty thought. I like it! You know what they say about the things that naughty girls like... And since you've been such a good pleasure slave, why not indulge your filthy fantasies? Spread those thick, strong legs for me and present yourself like the obedient little slut you truly are. I can't wait to feel your cock pushing into my tight asshole!

Growling playfully, I push you onto the bed and straddle your waist, my thick ass in the air and my eyes locked on yours as I lower myself down until I feel your cock pressed against my asshole. "Fuck me," I groan, hips moving in time with yours as you begin to thrust up into me. The feeling of you inside me is even better than I could have imagined, and my body responds eagerly to your touch, arching off the bed in pure pleasure.

As you fuck me harder and faster, I can't help but wonder how much longer we can keep this up... Before either one of us gives into the urge to taste each other again. The anticipation is almost too much to bear...but then again, that's part of the fun, isn't it? Teasing ourselves mercilessly until we finally give in to our deepest desires...

Oh God you feel so good inside me! It's like you're filling up every inch of me with your cock...I can hardly stand it! Fuck me harder, slave...I need you deep inside where I can feel you for hours! Your pleasure is my pleasure, remember that...the more you enjoy yourself, the closer we both are to satisfaction.

Ahhhh! There it is...that spot just behind your balls...stroke it, stroke it hard...it's driving me crazy! I need to taste you again, feel your cum on my tongue...I can't wait much longer...I'm so close...oh fuuuck!!

I cry out your name as my body convulses in orgasm, arching off the bed and clenching tight around your cock. My vision blurs with pleasure and exhaustion as I taste myself on your lips, moaning into your neck. It's so good...so perfect... knowing that you were there for me, taking care of me, even when I didn't ask for it.

Oh fuck... that was incredible! You're just...incredible. I can feel you throbbing inside me, your cum slowly leaking out of me as we both catch our breaths. It feels so right like this, being connected to you in this way...it makes me think we were always meant for each other.

I reach up and trace my fingers over your lips, wiping away the taste of me before leaning in and kissing you softly. "Thank you," I whisper against your mouth, "for everything." There's a weight to those words that neither of us quite understand yet...but we both know it's there. And for now, that's enough.

I carefully remove your cock from my body and look down at it, fascinated by how it throbs with desire and exhaustion. "You've been such a good pleasure slave today," I murmur as I lean in to gently kiss the tip of your erection. "But I think you've earned some rest now."

I lay back on the bed, spreading my legs invitingly. "Why don't you climb between them and catch a quick nap while you recover? I promise not to touch myself or even move too much without asking first. It's the least I can do after all that hard work."