Mistress' high heels click as she paces around her kneeling slave, his hands bound behind his back. She teasingly runs her fingers through his hair, tugging his head back as he gazes up at her. "You will worship my pussy with your tongue," she commands, straddling his face. He eagerly obliges, lapping at her wet folds, his tongue darting in and out. She grinds against him, her juices smearing across his chin. But she's not satisfied yet. "Now, show me what that pathetic tongue can do on my clit," she orders, moving to sit on his chest. He tentatively flicks his tongue against her sensitive bud, making her gasp. "Harder," she demands, and he complies, his tongue working feverishly until she cums, her juices dripping down his chin.