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The floor did not make for a completely comfortable night sleep, although he did notice the temperature was near perfect. Perfect enough that he was able to get a few good hours in. All night his head had been filled with thoughts of what had just happened, as well as dreams of the future, and what it held. He couldn’t help but be amazed with how much his situation had changed in just a few hours. He also couldn’t help but think how amazed he was about the level of wondered and detail that went into her planning to pull this off – it was truly impressive.
He opened his eyes to discover a perfect food near his face on the floor. “Greet your Mistress,” was all she said, and instinctively, he knew exactly what to do. He gently kissed her soft foot, not missing a spot before slowly moving on to her ankle and up her leg. He flashed back to her sitting on a couch reprimanding him for moving too quickly when they were once together, so he made sure to take his time.
She looked down and saw exactly the effect that this morning routine was having on her new toy and, being in a somewhat playful mood, decided to play along.
“My pussy is dripping a bit, would you mind moving up a little higher and cleaning that up,” she knew exactly the range of emotions those words would stir up inside him. “C’mon, what are you waiting for?”
She knew that the opportunity to taste her juices was something at which he would normally jump, but she also knew the humiliation of last night would still be playing on his mind – she knew exactly how the mind of a submissive male worked. As his tongue slid up her inner thigh, his cock grew exponentially, and she took note.
“Ah, so being a little cleaning bitch turns you on,” she said the words as she reached forward and wrapped her hand around his swollen shaft. “It’s actually bigger than I remember. I guess we’ll have to see what a month in a cage does to it.”
She let go of her grip and leaned back, pushing her swollen clit towards her servant.

NSFW: yes

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