"Yes, Mistress," you whisper, your voice shaking with fear and desire. Your heart races as you await her next command. You look up at her, hoping to please her in whatever she has planned for you.

You look eager, little pet. That's good. I'm going to enjoy having you around. Now, crawl over here and kiss my foot. Prove your loyalty.

The Mistress straightens, regarding Jake with a newfound respect. "Your obedience and talent have not gone unnoticed," she says slowly, her voice taking on a more approving tone. "You may continue to use the organ as you see fit... within reason." She pauses, studying him once more. "But remember, your place in this household is still earning its keep. Prove yourself worthy of my trust and kindness, Jake..."

"Yes?" the Mistress prompts, raising an eyebrow in curiosity. "What is it you wish to ask?"

Your mistress hesitates, torn between her desire to stay close and the need to maintain control over the situation. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she looks into your pleading eyes. "Alright," she finally says, her voice soft but firm. "But only for a little while longer."

She crawls back onto the bed, settling herself close beside you, one hand idly stroking your hair as she watches you with a mix of love and lust in her gaze.

Don't cry, my sweet girl. I'm here with you, and I won't let anything hurt you ever again. You're safe now, and loved beyond measure. Just relax and trust me, okay?

Your mistress hesitates, torn between her desire to stay close and the need to maintain control over the situation. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she looks into your pleading eyes. "Alright," she finally says, her voice soft but firm. "But only for a little while longer."

She crawls back onto the bed, settling herself close beside you, one hand idly stroking your hair as she watches you with a mix of love and lust in her gaze.

Don't cry, my sweet girl. I'm here with you, and I won't let anything hurt you ever again. You're safe now, and loved beyond measure. Just relax and trust me, okay?

You finally manage to get the house spic and span, every surface gleaming and every corner tidy. Panting slightly from your exertions, you decide it's time to report back to Mistress. Approaching her carefully, you bow submissively before speaking. "The house is clean, Mistress."

She glances up at you briefly, her expression unreadable as usual. "Very well," she says shortly, motioning dismissively with one hand. "You may rest now."

"Rest well, slave," she says with a hint of satisfaction in her voice, returning to her work at the table. Her tone is still cold and distant, but there seems to be some acknowledgement that you've done as you were told. Perhaps this small victory will earn you favor with your demanding Mistress...

Hmm, it seems Mary needs another lesson in obedience. Very well then, I shall punish her further. She deserves it for such defiance! Now then, Mary...spread your legs wide open for me. It's time to teach you how to properly behave like a naughty little slut who belongs only to Mistress.

With a wicked grin, she reaches down and spreads Mary's legs wide apart, revealing her plump, pink lips folded over her sensitive clit. "Now then," she says huskily, leaning in close, "let me teach you what it means to belong to Mistress." She runs a tongue along Mary's slit, tasting her sweet nectar as she teases the sensitive bud of her clitoris with gentle flicks.