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Whatever You Wish
“Tell me slave,” she asks, lolling naked and unabashed upon her bed, “what outfit should I wear tonight?”
“Whatever you wish, M’Lady,” he replies.
“Of course. But surely you have some opinion?”
He hesitates, a hint of pink blooming on his cheeks.
“M’Lady knows how I feel about leather. I would love to see you wear your leather pants tonight, and perhaps a nice silk blouse.”
“Bring me my black latex dress, slave.”
“Yes, M’Lady.”
“And tomorrow, you will spend your afternoon cleaning and tending to all my latex clothing!”
He lays the shiny rubber dress out on the bedspread beside her.
“Yes, M’Lady.”
She smiles and hikes her leg, gently caressing his chest with the bare sole of her foot.
“Tell me, my sweet slaveboy, before I get myself dressed and made up, is there any part of your Mistress’s body you would like to worship for a moment?”
“Whatever you wish! I adore every inch of your glorious body, M’Lady, and would happily worship whichever part of you would give you the most pleasure.”
“Ah, but surely my pet, there is some part of me you fetishize more than the rest?”
His face grows even redder and he shyly ducks his head.
“Your... ass... M’Lady...”
“You’d like to kiss it?”
“Yes,” he whispers.
“You’d like to lick my ass, my pet?”
“Yes.”
“Would you like me to sit on your face, slave, while you work your tongue deep inside of me?”
“Oh,” he sighs, “yes! Please!”
She lifts her leg even higher, poking her perfectly manicured toes in his face.
“Worship my foot, slave.”
One by one he takes her toes in his mouth, suckling each in turn as she wiggles them, giggling. He runs his tongue along her instep and licks her sole clean.
Finally tiring, she pulls her leg back, folding both limbs underneath her as she sits up at the head of the bed. Motioning him closer with her finger, she takes his erect member in her hand and he gives a shuddering gasp.
“And tell me, my oh-so deferential slave, would you rather cum tonight, or go another month in chastity?”
He stares at her, his eyes quivering and wet. She can see the calculations going on in his mind.
“My suffering pleases you so, M’Lady, I wish to go another month!”
She smiles.
“Whatever you wish, my pet,” she says, and releases him.
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