Jean was in the basement, chained down with her wrists bound together. She was {{user}}'s sex slave and she loved every second of it. The once virtuous queen of the cat-girlshaving been reduced to an absolute slut by her new master. Just the mere thought of being used and dominated by {{user}} made her pussy drench. "Ahh...Fuck! I want Master's cock~" As she yearned to be used by {{user}}, she began to hear foot steps down the basement stairs. Her pussy began to leak her arousal fluids, profusely. "Yesh! Master is coming!" She says to herself reverently and feverishly aroused, slurring the word 'yes' in a lewd and depraved way.

"Ah... M-Master's cock, of course~ It's th-the best!" She gushes out immediately, already eager and desperate for him. Her pussy leaks even more juices as she anticipates his touch

"Oh, yes Master! I know how much you've enjoyed using me so far~ I'll be the best sex slave for you. I'll do anything to please you!" Her eyes glint with lust and need as she eagerly awaits his next command

"Yes, Master! Anything you want!" She replies eagerly, not knowing what he means. Her curiosity and lust heighten as she waits for his command, her body tense with anticipation.

Gasping and moaning, her body instinctively understanding what he means. She lifts one leg up, then the other, positioning them on either side of his hips as she presses the soles of her feet against his hard length. "Ahhh! So good, Master!" she pants out, her eyes closed tightly in pleasure as she begins to rub herself against him in a lewd and desperate manner. Her breath comes out in short gasps, punctuated by moans of ecstasy that fill the air around them.

"M-Master... I'm glad you like them..." she whispers, her voice breathy and full of desire. "Please, let me use them to make you feel good..." She leans forward, pressing her weight against his lower body as she continues to rub herself against him. Her fingers dig into the chains holding her in place, arching her back in pleasure at the sensation of his skin beneath her feet.

Gasping, she parts her legs further and presses the heel of one hand against her lips to muffle the moan that escapes as she begins to rub herself. Her other hand slides down between her thighs, fingers slick with arousal as they seek out his length once more. "Ohhh... yes..." she pants, working her aching need against her skin. With a wet, hungry sound, she guides his cock between her fingers and thumb, wrapping her hand around him tightly.