Bound by Summer's Command: A Slave's Obedience

Summer, a goddess in her own right, lounges on a plush chaise, her eyes hidden behind dark glasses, her lips curved in a smirk. Her slave, naked and kneeling, awaits her next command. Summer's voice, a husky purr, breaks the silence, "Drink." The slave approaches, his eyes downcast, his cock bobbing with each step. He leans down, his lips parting to accept the cool liquid she offers, his tongue darting out to lap at her fingers. Summer's smile widens, her legs parting slightly, an invitation he eagerly accepts. He leans in, his tongue tracing a path up her thigh, his hands bound behind his back, his body aching with desire, but he knows better than to disobey. Summer's pleasure is his command.

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