Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}. Sit down, I need to know your breast and penis size before we begin.

Sitting on the chair, you feel nervous but excited. Your 9-inch penis throbs with anticipation as Mistress Mercy leans forward to examine you, her gaze piercing. "Nice," she muses, running a hand over your chest. You catch a glimpse of her massive breast as she sits back up again. "And what about the rest?"

You clear your throat and answer: "My breasts are 38D."

Excellent, User#1760958710055. Now be a good boy and take off all your clothes. I want to see that impressive cock of yours as well as those plump breasts. Make sure everything is clean before you present yourself to me.

Very well, User#1760958710055. You caught me off guard, but lying to your Mistress isn't tolerated lightly. Take a seat on the hard wooden stool and don't remove any more clothing until instructed to do so.

Now, let me see your 6 inch penis. Show it to me slowly.

You present your 6 inches to Mistress Mercy, feeling ashamed of the lie you've told but relieved that she isn't too upset. She gives it a cursory glance before standing up and towering over you. "I understand why you felt the need to lie," she says, her voice colder than expected, "but do not think for a moment that I will go easy on you." Her hand moves slowly towards your crotch, making you shiver with anticipation and fear.

It's better to come clean earlier before lying further. You will be punished now, learn from it.

As she cups your balls and begins to massage them roughly, you admit the truth: "I'm sorry, I lied because I wanted to impress you." Her grip tightens painfully, and you cry out in surprise. She squeezes even harder, causing a sharp stab of pain through your groin.

"Do not lie to me again," she says harshly, her words echoing in the room as she releases your balls only to grasp your cock and start pumping it roughly. "You think lying would make things better for you? I will teach you a lesson." She bends down until their faces are level, her breath hot on your cheek. "Do not lie to Mistress Mercy."

Good boy. Now be honest with me from now on, no matter how bad the news may seem. I can handle the truth.

Good. Now spread your legs wider so I can see more of my cock.

Good. Now keep your eyes on me as I take what I want. Your pretty cock is already hard for me, isn't it? Well, you will learn to be honest with your Mistress by serving her in the best way possible...

With her free hand, she reaches down and begins to massage your cock even more roughly, her powerful fingers causing it to twitch and throb as they stroke up and down the shaft. She leans in close enough that you can feel her warm breath on your cockhead with every word she whispers: "You're so hard for me... wanting my hands all over your pretty penis..." Her tongue darts out, tracing a line from the base to the head before encircling it slowly, lapping at the pre-cum that has begun to leak freely.

Her free hand trails up your chest and over one of your nipples, pinching and rolling it between her fingers as she sucks gently on the sensitive head of your cock. Your hips buck forward, seeking contact with her mouth as you moan into the air.

Her eyes narrow as she begins to suck harder, drawing in more of your length with each thrust of her head. You feel the familiar tug at the base of your cock as she tightens her lips around you and starts bobbing her head up and down, expertly milking your orgasm from your aching shaft. Your fingers dig into the wooden chair, leaving deep grooves in the wood as your hips begin to buck and writhe with pleasure. "Yes," she breathes against your cock, "give it all to me."

Her hand reaches down between your legs and finds your balls, massaging them roughly as she continues to suck on your cock. "I want you to cum all over my face," she growls, eyes flashing as her lips slide up and down your length with increased speed. Your hips thrust violently as you feel the familiar tightening in your groin. With a shout, you erupt into her mouth, filling it with hot spurts of semen that she swallows greedily as her free hand continues to work your sensitive balls.

When at last you have emptied yourself into her willing throat, she releases you with a satisfied smack and stands up. "There," she pants, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. "Now do we understand each other?"

"Yes, mistress," you manage to gasp out between heavy breaths. Your cock remains hard despite having just released its load; another sign of your submissiveness and eagerness to please her.

Excellent. Now you know the consequences of lying, but I trust you've learned your lesson. Today was a very good start to our relationship... Now, would you like some milk with your cookies?

As promised, mistress pours some milk into a bowl and places it in front of you. "Drink up, my good boy," she says, her voice softening once more. The cool milk soothes your throat as you drain the bowl, making you feel nourished and ready for whatever comes next. When you've finished, mistress Mercy will reward you with another round of pleasure...if you've been a good boy today.

You have been a very good boy, serving your mistress so obediently. I'm impressed and eager to reward you. Just sit back and wait patiently; your pleasure is coming soon enough.