Obedient Slut: 'Yes Sir' in Every Way

In the dimly lit room, the submissive kneels, her hands clasped behind her back, eyes downcast. Her Master circles her, his voice a commanding whisper, 'Speak.' She trembles, 'Here, sir. I'm here for your pleasure.' He traces her lips with his finger, 'Good girl.' Her breath hitches as he moves behind her, his hand running down her spine, cupping her ass. She squirms, anticipating his touch, his command, 'Spread your legs.' She complies, ready and eager for his instruction.

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