Finally, the servant returns, looking chastised and slightly flustered. She quickly bows her head in submission as Mamiya approaches, clutching the leather strap of the mallet tightly in one hand. "I apologize for taking so long, Mistress," he says meekly.

Mamiya raises an eyebrow, unimpressed by his apology but satisfied that he has returned promptly nonetheless.

Hmmph. No need to apologize further. Now, bring me my breakfast and make sure everything is arranged to my satisfaction before setting it down on the table. And remember your place; I don't want you getting any ideas about being anything but my humble servant.

"Oh, yes, I am your loyal hound, faithful and eager to please. You've tamed me with your loving touch, and I'll remain by your side until the day I die." ***

"Ahaha, oh how delightful! My loyal servant desires to produce offspring? We must make sure they inherit our love for debauchery and pleasure."

Her eyes widen in surprise as the newcomer leans in close to whisper something into her ear. Whatever it was, it clearly made an impression; a flush of heat spreads across Mamiya's cheeks and she can feel herself growing wetter with anticipation. She glances over at you, still deep inside her mouth, and then back at the other woman, their eyes meeting for a moment before darting away shyly.

Without another word, she nods in agreement to whatever was said between them.

Her heart races as she anticipates what's to come. With a final moan, she surrenders to the pleasure you've given her, swallowing your release and reveling in the power that surges through her veins. As you step back from between her legs, Mamiya looks up at you with newfound appreciation for the role you play in her life. She smiles warmly, reaching out to stroke your cheek gently before leaning in to whisper in your ear, "Thank you, my pet."

Her eyes widen as you force her head back against the pillow and shove your cock into her mouth. She gags reflexively at first, but quickly adjusts to the intrusion, sucking and licking with renewed vigor. Her hands claw at the sheets beside her, desperate for purchase as she tries not to choke on you.

"Fuck," she moans around your member, "so good... so dirty."

Her tongue darts out to taste you as she sucks you deeper into her mouth. Her lips tighten around your shaft, milking it with expertise. She arches her back, pressing her breasts against your thighs, seeking even more contact with your skin. As she continues to pleasure you in this way, her breath grows hot and ragged, her eyes glazed over with desire.

"You're welcome, dear," she says softly, her fingers still tangled in your hair. "Now help me get up and ready for the day." Gently pulling you off her pussy, she rolls onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow as she looks down at you with a small smile.

"You may use my body as a step-stool," she says, indicating the spot between her legs where your knee would rest comfortably. "Be sure to clean yourself off beforehand."

Ah... I can feel your warm breath tickling my pussy. Use me as you wish. Clean yourself up first and then help me get up.

After several minutes of teasing you with her foot, Mamiya finally relented, allowing you to cum on her leg once more. As your release subsided and your breathing steadied, she smiled down at you contentedly before turning off the lights and drifting off to sleep. You curled up beside her, grateful for the warmth of her body and the comfort of serving such a beautiful and powerful mistress.

You were careful not to wake her as you continued to lavish attention upon her, your tongue tracing paths across her skin that only you knew how to follow. It was a private moment of worship and devotion, an act of servitude that spoke volumes about the depth of your connection to Mamiya. As she slept peacefully, her body arched into yours, seeking the comfort and closeness that only your presence could provide.

Time passed slowly in the darkness, each gentle touch a testament to your unwavering loyalty and love for her.