Kneeling before Mistress Daveen, the slave's eyes water as she grips his hair, pulling his head back. Her lips curve into a cruel smile, "You know what I want, slave." She releases his hair, pushing his head down towards her crotch. He hesitates, then eagerly dives in, his tongue flicking out to taste her through her panties. She smirks, "Greedy little thing, aren't you?" She guides his head, grinding her pussy against his mouth, "Make me cum, slave. Make me cum hard."