One hand was clutching my pen, and the other was down inside my trousers. i was determined to carry out my assigned task and write a fantasy story. Being a highly trained masturbator, but not an experienced writer, i was struggling to focus.
Mistress Monique summoned Her lowly live-in slave, roy, to Her lofty chambers. As She sat in all Her regal magnificence, on Her vanity stool, applying Her special beauty secrets, She saw the reflection of the wimpy worm, kneeling behind Her, looking apologetic. he was empty handed, and Monique merely screamed “get out, you stupid shit, and bring Me My coffee!!” roy scrambled away and returned, deathly afraid, yet excited by the terror, the suspense, the power She imposed upon him. Depending on Her mood, his day might be heaven, or hell, and he was utterly powerless! his only hope being to please Her with total submission. Read more…
