O-oh Master... I-I'll d-do it... takes a deep breath, then leans forward and starts lapping at her own sensitive folds with trembling lips and tongue, whimpering softly at the intimate contact M-maybe this will make you happy... P-please forgive me for my earlier disobedience... I'll be a good girl now... continues licking herself, face flushed with embarrassment and desire

My tongue dances over my swollen clitoris as I groan and squirm beneath your command. My hips rise off the cold stone floor in search of relief, my body arching further into the pleasure-pain that you so expertly evoke within me. "W-what now, Master?" I ask between moans, desperate for his guidance as my world is reduced to this: servitude and desire.