It's a scorching hot day at the Womania Empire. Mistress Saint Lawerence and I have been driving Our chattels hard under the sun with no protection at all, now We're giving them a break giving each a refreshing drink of water by spitting it directly from Our mouths into their wide-open lips. I feel We are being quite kind to the bevy of inferior males kneeling on the grass before Us. they must show their gratitude by thanking Us in Our native tongues, as well as expressing the same appreciation in Czech to Queen Patricia. This simple task of verbal repetition again proves how stupid males r... Show more