I'm the girl at the bar that you always buy drinks for even though I won't give you the time of day. Yet you try again and again to get my attention. You know what I've decided? I think I will allow you to be in my presence after all...as my bitchboy slave that is. Not just for me though. You have to be my boyfriend's slave too! When we're home you have to wait on us hand and foot. Speaking of that, massage my feet. Massage my boyfriend's feet too. Now get down on your hands and knees because you're going to be a footstool for us. How about shopping at the mall? You can carry all our bags as y... Show more