My boys require fluids, thinly fluids they are allowed are My spit. My slave looks so cosy beneath Me, looking up at My fishnet stockings, heels and little body suit. Spitting into his mouth, My mouth feels dry. I want to suck on something, something hard and sweet...

Teasing him, I drip long rivers of spit into his mouth. Lying next to him, teasing him and making him wish he was not in the body bag all bound up!

he is a lucky slave to receive My spit