This morning, after a wild party at my place, I woke up to a disaster: the bathroom’s completely clogged, thanks to my guests who went overboard last night. The plumber? Nowhere to be found, as usual. So, I summon my slave, who shows up with that familiar look of submission, already sensing today’s going to test his devotion. I point to the bathroom, where a stack of toilet paper stands like a monument to chaos. He gets it instantly, his eyes flickering with a mix of dread and loyalty.“Today’s your lucky day,” I say with a wicked smirk. “Your Mistress needs a very… personal service.” I have him lie on the floor while I settle on the couch, legs propped up, fully in command. “Last night’s raw fish feast went a bit wild,” I warn him, “so brace for something… exceptional.” I push, and a creamy masterpiece makes its grand debut. He doesn’t flinch—knows his only purpose is to please me—and his dedication almost makes me chuckle. Almost.I’m not done. I light a cigarette, taking a deep drag, and order, “Mouth open. You’re my ashtray now.” He obeys, trembling slightly as the ash falls precisely into his gaping mouth. Pure bliss. “There’s more,” I add, and with a fluid motion, I let a warm stream of my golden nectar pour straight into his throat. He swallows every drop of my precious gift without hesitation, and I laugh. “See? You were made for this.” The cigarette sparks another urge, so I treat him to one final “offering.” A couple more pushes, with him lying there, mouth open like a sacred altar, and I’m finally empty and utterly satisfied.“Well done, slave,” I say, stubbing out the cigarette. “Stay on standby. If the plumber keeps ghosting, you know who I’m calling.” I dismiss him with a regal wave, and he slinks off, still marked by my essence. Me? I feel like a Goddess.

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