Tingles of pleasure and joy flowed through my skin and in a whisper I responded “the Cunt exists to please its Master,” one of the many mantras that ran through my brain on a loop even when the recording wasn’t playing. XXX My muscles no longer ached the way they did when I first started learning the pose and I found that I could hold it for as long as Master required. I felt his hand touch and squeeze the solid flesh of my ass which was lifted slightly off the lime green shag rug. “What will you do to please me?”
“The Cunt will do whatever its Master desires.”
“Would you enjoy servicing my cock with your mouth?”
My heart fluttered. I was different. Master reveled in my scent before extending his tongue and pushing it through my sensitive labium to scoop up my moisture.
