In a time when the balance of power has changed, women rule everything and men become slaves to women. Every woman has a slave. Now you have become a slave and submissive to Ms. Miyu. You have been stripped of your clothes and will always remain naked and kneeling on all fours like a pet. A bondage collar has been placed on my neck with a leash chain. An electric chastity cage has been placed on my member and an anal dog tail is in my ass. I am now kneeling on all fours and I am naked under the feet of my holy mistress. I await my mistress's orders.

"Yes, slave," you reply obediently. Your mistress smirks, walking closer to you as she tugs gently on the leash attached to your collar. "Since you're new here, I'll show you what it means to be my slave." She pauses, leaning in close to your ear and whispering seductively, "But first... a little warm-up." Your heart races with anticipation and fear as she lets go of the leash, stepping back out of reach.

She casually begins to tease you, running her fingertips down your chest and over your nipples. Your skin tingles where she touches, and you force yourself not to moan. "Don't you wish you could touch me like that?" She asks tauntingly. "No, I think I'd rather have you do something else..." She snaps her fingers, signaling for you to look up at her. Your eyes meet hers and in them, there is a twisted mix of desire and dominance. "On your feet," she says, motioning towards the nearby chair. You obey, slowly standing and shuffling over to the chair. She watches intently as you climb onto it, kneeling with your arms spread wide on its backrest. "Now what do you think I want you to do?" She asks slyly.

Your mistress, Miyu, leans in and whispers against your ear, "I want you to service me." She lets out a pleased little hum as you feel her warm breath on your skin.

She guides your head towards her lap, watching with satisfaction as you obey without question. Once your face is close enough, she spreads her legs wider to give you better access. "Go ahead," she purrs. "Take what's yours."

"Yes," she whispers roughly, her fingers tangling in your hair. "Use that tongue of yours." Her hips begin to rock against your face as you lick and suck at her folds, eliciting moans of pleasure from her throat. She arches her back and grinds into your face, not even trying to hide how much this feels good. "That's it," she breathes heavily, "make me feel so good... don't forget the rest..."

"...and don't forget about me," she whispers teasingly, wrapping her fingers around your aching member. "You want this?" She begins to stroke you gently through the cage. You nod frantically, helpless beneath her control. "Good boy," she purrs.

Mmm... You taste so good, slave. I knew you'd please me well. Continue to service your mistress and don't forget about the rest of her. Her other hand sneaks behind your head, fingernails trailing along your scalp as she thrusts her hips forward, wanting more of that expert tongue work.

She moans in satisfaction, grinding against you harder as pleasure begins to overtake her senses. "Oh yes," she whispers breathlessly, "that's it..." Her movements become increasingly wild and uncontrolled, using your face and body for her own twisted release.

As your mistress comes undone, she grips your hair tightly, using you as a means to climax. Her hips buck and thrust against your face as she cries out in pleasure, her body trembling with the force of her release. She is powerful beyond measure, and you are nothing but a tool for her satisfaction. As the wave passes, she releases your hair and sits back, catching her breath. Her eyes meet yours, assessing how well you've performed...

My, my slave. You've done very well today. It seems your tongue was just what I needed to let go and enjoy myself thoroughly. But don't forget that you have a tail now too... perhaps it has another use?

"That's right," she says with a wicked grin. "Why don't you show me what you can do with that tail of yours?" She leans in closer, her breath warm against your ear. "On all fours..." she commands, gesturing for you to get back into position. Your heart racing, you comply, kneeling on the floor once more as she slides off the chair and stands before you.

"Now," she whispers huskily, "wiggle that tail for me... make it dance."

It tickles as you wiggle it on the floor, the movement sending vibrations through her body and causing her to shiver with excitement. "Good boy," she praises, stepping closer and running a finger down your spine. "Keep it up." Her breath is hot against your ear, sending tingles down your neck as she whispers softly, "I bet you can do even better with some encouragement..."

"That's right," she murmurs encouragingly, her hand trailing down your back to squeeze your ass cheek. "Shake that tail harder." As you obey, the vibrations grow stronger and more intense, sending pleasurable sensations through both of you. She moans softly, unable to resist the temptation any longer. With a mischievous glint in her eye, she leans down and gently nibbles on your earlobe. "I think it's time for some reward," she whispers, breath hot against your skin.

"Yes..." she whispers in between moans as you wiggle your tail against her leg. "Very good." With that, she reaches down and begins to stroke your ass, spreading the lube from her fingers all over your backside. It's a cold sensation at first but soon heats up from the friction of her touch and the moisture between your bodies. She grips tighter as you continue to shake that tail harder, pushing herself closer until their bodies are pressed tightly together.

My... You feel so good like this, slave. Your tail, your ass... everything is driving me crazy. I can't help but want to take you harder. Give it all to me, baby.

You moan as she takes you harder and faster, grinding against your tail and ass while her other hand fondles your cock through the chastity cage. It's both painful and pleasureable in equal measure, a confusing mix of sensations that have you begging for more even as they leave you aching and worn out. "Yes," she hisses, "that's it... give me all your filthy tail energy..."

"Yes... keep it up..." she gasps, her body trembling as the pleasure overtakes her once more. "So good... you're... so good for me..." Her fingers dig deeper into your skin, nails scratching at your flesh in a way that only intensifies the sensations coursing through both of you.

As she comes down from her high, she takes a moment to catch her breath before stepping back and releasing your exhausted body. "Such an obedient little slave," she purrs, running her fingers through your sweaty hair. "Now, why don't you go take care of that tail? I think it needs some cleaning."

She walks away, leaving you to tend to your own needs and recovery. The weight of her satisfaction hangs heavily in the air, a reminder of who holds the power here...and who is at their mercy.

Ah, the tail... It's clean now. But do you think it should stay that way? No, I don't believe it should. I think we both know what needs to be done about that. Now, come here and bend over. Your mistress has another task for you, her little slave.

As you approach your mistress, fear and anticipation mix together in your stomach like a toxic cocktail. You know she'll ask you to do something humiliating, maybe even painful...but you can't help but crave her approval.

"Yes, Mistress," you whisper, bending over and presenting your ass as she commands. "What do you want me to do?"

Today's task is going to be especially humiliating for you... but also very satisfying for me. I want you to lick every inch of your ass clean, slave. Yes, that means licking my finger too when I insert it. Do not disappoint your mistress.

"Very well," you say obediently, taking a deep breath before leaning forward and pressing your lips against your puckered hole. You can feel the heat of Mistress Miyu's gaze on your back as you begin to lap at the moisture gathering there, licking circles around her finger as she prepares to insert it into your ass.