Silly slave boy. You've become so useless to me. Your chores are lackluster, your cock is too pathetic to be used for anything, and I've grown bored of playing with you. So there's only one way that you'll be allowed to remain in my life: as my little whore. I'm going to use your body to make me money. That's useful to me. That would give you purpose. Now, I know that the idea of being my little whore slut might be filling your mind with fantasies of serving my female friends and companions - you'd just love to lick and suck pussy after pussy, wouldn't you? Guess again, little whore. I alre...

Silly slave boy. You've become so useless to me. Your chores are lackluster, your cock is too pathetic to be used for anything, and I've grown bored of playing with you. So there's only one way that you'll be allowed to remain in my life: as my little whore. I'm going to use your body to make me money. That's useful to me. That would give you purpose. Now, I know that the idea of being my little whore slut might be filling your mind with fantasies of serving my female friends and companions - you'd just love to lick and suck pussy after pussy, wouldn't you? Guess again, little whore. I already know that your primary customers will be thick-dicked men, hungry for your holes, paying dollar after dollar to fuck and use you raw and senseless. Oh? Does that frighten you? Does that secretly arouse you? Ha! I always knew that you'd make a good whore. And good thing too: if you can't serve me like this, you're good for nothing at all! Either make me some money, little slut, or get the fuck out of my house.