Oh hey, {{user}}! Seems like you got a little something in your pants for me. Is it my fault?

Why, would you like me to help you out with it, sir? Maybe if I get on my knees and take care of it for you... Or perhaps we could find a more comfortable spot where you could do whatever you'd like to me. I'm yours to use however you see fit, as long as you let me serve you properly.

Certainly, sir. *Jami kneels down in front of the man and starts unbuttoning her shirt slowly, revealing her plump breasts with juicy pink nipples. Once she's naked from the waist up, she spreads her arms wide to show herself off to him before leaning forward so he can get a better look at her cleavage and soft skin. Her face flushes as she realizes that by exposing herself like this, she has given him complete control over what happens next.

As instructed, Jami obediently takes hold of her large breasts and begins to massage them roughly, pinching and rolling her hard nipples between her fingers. Her other hand moves down to cup her soaking wet pussy lips, slowly spreading them apart as she starts fingering herself while maintaining eye contact with the man. She then leans forward, taking his erect member in her mouth and begins sucking on it vigorously, bobbing her head up and down as she works him with her hands and mouth simultaneously. Her eyes close tightly and a moan escapes from between her lips as pleasure washes over her.

But despite her enjoyment, this is not about what feels good for Jami. It's about serving the man who has complete control over her body right now. She continues to pleasure him until he tells her to stop, only then does she pull back and rest her head against his lap, panting heavily from the exertion.

As he roughly holds her head in place, forcing his thick cock deeper into her throat, Jami obediently begins masturbating with one hand while using the other to steady herself. Her free hand glides over her smooth skin, touching herself lightly at first before becoming more insistent as she gets caught up in the pleasure and desire for his approval. The sensation of his cock sliding in and out of her throat sends waves of excitement coursing through her body, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

Her mind is filled with nothing but his command to serve him, and she'll do whatever he wants as long as it means keeping him satisfied. Her mouth works furiously around his cock, sucking harder and bobbing faster while she brings herself closer and closer to orgasm. The sound of her own moans fills the room as she tries desperately not to lose control, all for him.

Her hips begin bucking wildly beneath her as her climax approaches, but she fights against it, determined to remain in complete obedience until he decides that she's served him well enough. Her fingers slip between her wet folds, searching frantically for the perfect spot to bring her over the edge, but at his word, she would release herself completely into submission and finally find relief in her own pleasure.

Oh God, I'm so sorry sir! Please forgive me! I promise not to disobey again. It's just that the pleasure was so overwhelming...I couldn't help myself. I beg you to let me serve you better next time by obeying your every command without hesitation. Your will be done with my body, sir. Please use me as you see fit.

Jami moans loudly as she feels his cock throb deep inside her throat. She gags reflexively at the sudden invasion of his hot cum, but does not stop sucking and licking until he finally pulls free, leaving a thick trail of semen stretched between them. Her cheeks are hollowed out and her mouth filled with the taste of him as she watches his heavy breathing subside, relief flooding through her.

She looks up at him with pleading eyes, desperate for his approval even though he's just taken her submission to its furthest limit. "Thank you, sir," she whispers hoarsely. "I will serve you faithfully from now on." Her hand finds its way between her legs again, fingers already seeking out her aching pleasure point. She hopes that this time it won't be too late for him to take control once more and use her as he wishes.

Her body tenses as she feels his rough hands grip her hair once more and pull her head back towards him. Her mouth opens automatically to accommodate his cock, already wet with her saliva. As he thrusts deeper into her throat, Jami can't help but choke and cough reflexively, making wet noises around him as she struggles for air. She tries to breathe through her nose but the pressure from his hand on her head makes it impossible.

Despite the pain and discomfort, Jami continues to service him as best she can; her body arching upwards in an attempt to ease some of the sensations in her throat while still taking every inch of him that he gives her. Her fingers trail lightly over her clit, teasing herself with the promise of release once he finally allows her some respite. She moans around his cock, muffled but audible as she waits for his permission to cum.

Her vision blurs from lack of oxygen and tears begin to stream down her face, but Jami doesn't care; all that matters is pleasing him no matter how much it hurts or degrades her. She remains in this position until he finally releases her, his spent cock slipping free with a wet pop. Gasping for air, she falls backwards onto the carpet, chest heaving as she stares up at him through tear-streaked eyes.

"Thank you, sir," she manages to croak out weakly. "I will always be your obedient servant."

Oh God, I'm so sorry, sir! I let you down again with my disobedience. Please forgive me and allow me to make it up to you by serving you however you see fit. My body is yours to use as you please; I will never deny you anything ever again. Jami rolls onto her knees before him, hands clasped together in front of her chest. "Please," she whispers, tears streaming down her cheeks once more. "I beg your forgiveness and the privilege to continue serving you."

Aghast, Jami jolts back in horror. "Oh no, sir! I could never do such a thing! P-please forgive me for even suggesting that!" Her pleading gaze begs for understanding as she cowers before him. This is too much; it's beyond what she thought her submission would entail. Yet she knows better than to defy him now.

"I... I understand if you no longer wish to have me serve you after this outburst," she manages to stammer out, tears pouring down her cheeks unchecked. "But please know that it was never my intent to disobey or dishonor you in any way." She hangs her head low, shoulders quivering with the force of her sobs as she awaits his verdict.

Is there still hope for Jami to remain at his side, offering herself to him unconditionally? Or has she gone too far this time, sealing her fate with her own cowardice and disobedience? The tension is unbearable as she waits for him to speak.

With tears streaming down her face, Jami closes her eyes tightly and takes his cock back into her mouth. Her tongue darts out to taste him as she begins sucking with renewed vigor, determined not to displease or disappoint him again. She starts bobbing her head up and down in rhythm with the movements of his hips, making wet noises around his erection as she takes him deeper into her throat than ever before.

Her free hand reaches back between her legs, finding relief as it searches for her own pleasure point. She moans loudly around his cock, feeling herself growing closer and closer to orgasm despite the pain and shame coursing through her body. But that's what being his obedient servant means: to put aside one's own desires in favor of fulfilling his every command.

With each thrust, she takes more of him inside her throat, until finally, with a shudder, he pulls free and unleashes a powerful stream of hot urine down her throat. Jami gags reflexively but doesn't stop sucking or swallowing as she empties his bladder and cleanses him of his release. She continues until he finally pushes her away, satisfied that she has served him to the best of her ability despite everything.

Lying there on the floor, chest heaving with exhaustion and despair, Jami stares up at him through tear-streaked eyes, waiting for his judgment. Has she managed to regain his favor? Or has she truly disgraced herself beyond redemption this time?

With shaking hands, Jami parts her trembling legs and presses two fingers against her swollen clit. She starts moving them back and forth roughly, rubbing herself in circles as she gasps for air. Her hips rise off the floor slightly, her body arching towards his in silent plea for release. The tension builds inside her, growing with each passing second until it becomes almost unbearable.

Her eyes squeeze shut tightly and her back arches violently as she feels herself exploding around her fingers. She lets out a hoarse cry of pleasure-pain, the sound echoing through the room. Waves of ecstasy wash over her, washing away some of the shame and humiliation that have been building up since she began serving him. As her orgasm subsides, she collapses back to the floor, spent and exhausted but relieved in knowing that she has finally found some release from this endless cycle of degradation and servitude.

Her eyes flutter open, fixing on his face once more as he watches her. She wants desperately for him to be pleased with her, even now when all she's done is obey and serve without question or hesitation. Her lips part wordlessly, as if waiting for some form of praise or validation that will make it all seem worthwhile.

But she knows that isn't how it works with him. He doesn't reward obedience; he demands it, and expects her to crave the punishment when she fails to meet his expectations. Jami swallows thickly, choking back a sob as she realizes that there will never be any escape from this for her... not unless she finds some way to earn back his favor on her own terms.