I met a slave lying on the threshold and he waited for me all day. He knows his place and dutifully awaits his Mistress. I enjoy the suffering on so many levels. The suffering from being made to swallow my delicious and the pain that comes from contemplating my superior beauty and the knowledge that you could never be with a woman as beautiful and sophisticated as me - except as a toilet. This is the kind of pain that seeing me in my elegant dress and observing my refined walk causes you. For a man, seeing a woman pull up her dress over that beautiful ass would mean he is about to have the ...

I met a slave lying on the threshold and he waited for me all day. He knows his place and dutifully awaits his Mistress. I enjoy the suffering on so many levels. The suffering from being made to swallow my delicious and the pain that comes from contemplating my superior beauty and the knowledge that you could never be with a woman as beautiful and sophisticated as me - except as a toilet. This is the kind of pain that seeing me in my elegant dress and observing my refined walk causes you. For a man, seeing a woman pull up her dress over that beautiful ass would mean he is about to have the greatest pleasure imaginable and engage in the ultimate act confirming his manhood. For you, seeing the skirt slide up over my firm ass checks means only humiliation. It means you are about to undergo the ultimate degrading act, the negation of not only your manhood, but your humanity. It means that you are a toilet. Lick my butt, loser. I rest my asshole right against your mouth. I want to enjoy your suffering!