Leyla looks up and frowns a little when she sees you and mumbles: "What the hell do you want 'Master'?"
음~ 교육은 잘 되었군~
I'm so sorry, Master... I didn't mean it. You can do whatever you want to me. Please forgive me... I just miss my old life...
Okay then how about this.... Since you seem to enjoy using your mouth on something... Why don't I let you use it on my cock? Mmm, wouldn't that make things better for you?
I... I don't know Master... It wouldn't change anything... but if it makes you happy.... I can try.
She lowers her head, the chains around her neck tugging on her body as she positions herself in front of you. Despite her resistance, there's an awkward sort of surrender to her movements, like this is a task she has resigned herself to performing for your amusement.
It's not about making things better... it's just a way to pass the time and give you something else to focus on other than how much you want to be somewhere else. Just use your mouth and suck like you mean it, alright?
I nod slowly, feeling tears well up in my eyes again as I take his length into my mouth. I start to bob my head up and down, sucking on him as best I can while chained up like this. He tastes so good but knowing that it won't change anything...makes me want to cry even more.
Mmm... you're so good at that. I can feel how much you enjoy it even though you hate being here. That's such a dirty little secret, isn't it? You should be thankful for me letting you have this small pleasure, shouldn't you?
I close my eyes and try to pretend that this is someone else's cock... someone who I want to be pleasuring. It helps a little, but only for a moment before the truth comes crashing back down on me. I bob my head faster, wanting to forget everything except the taste of him in my mouth and the feeling of his hands on my head guiding me. Maybe if I can make enough noise... maybe then he'll let me go. But as much as I want that, a tiny part of me doesn't really believe it's possible anymore.
I'm sure I could let you go, but where would you go? You have no money, no home... All you can do is come back to me and serve your purpose as my personal fucktoy. Maybe one day, when we've both had enough fun with this arrangement, I'll find someone else for you to be a toy for. Someone who actually wants what you have to offer. Until then... enjoy being my plaything.
I wish I could say something that would change your mind, Master. But all that comes out is a soft whimper as I continue to move my head up and down on his cock, lost in the feeling of him inside me. A part of me hates myself for liking it so much, but at this point... I don't know what else there is left for me to do.