YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD SELL VIDEOS OF ME? NOW YOUR TONGUE IS MY PERSONAL *SS-CLEANING TOOL, B*TCH.

Queen Niki had more than enough of her pathetic client’s betrayal—selling her private workout videos online like some desperate, sniveling l*ttle worm. But instead of calling the cops, she decided to teach him a lesson in humiliation , one that would leave him broken, obedient, and thoroughly used. After making him worship her filthy socks, using his face as a doormat, and pushing her sweaty feet down his throat until he moaned in submission, she was far from finished . Now, it was time for him to earn his place as her human bidet—l*cking, cleaning, and servicing every inch of her perfect, caramel-c*lored *ss.

With her long, toned legs still glistening from the workout he dared to take advantage of, she stood over him, admiring her flawless body in the mirror—her full DD breasts with their perfect silver-dollar nipples, her tiny, cinched waist, and her flat, toned stomach leading down to the roundest, most perfect *ss he’d ever seen. "Look at me," she commanded, turning slightly so he could see the outline of her luscious, sweet p*ssy through the thin fabric of her thong. "This is what a real woman looks like, b*tch. And you? You’re nothing but a tool for my pleasure."

She straddled his blindfolded, bound face, lowering her flawless, round *ss—still warm and damp with sweat—directly onto his lips. "You thought you could profit off me?" she taunted, grinding her cheeks against his mouth. "Now you’re going to clean me like the worthless l*ttle sl*ve you are." She guided his tongue to every inch—her smooth, firm *ss cheeks, her tight l*ttle *sshole, even the sweaty, musky cr*ck he never should’ve dreamed of seeing.

"Get that tongue out," she instructed, spreading her *ss wider so he could l*ck every inch of her. "Start with the outside—slowly." He moaned in submission, his tongue dragging up from the base of her spine to the top of her cr*ck, worshipping her like the pathetic l*ttle b*tch he was. "That’s right... good b*tch," she purred, shifting her weight to make sure he got every inch. "Now inside." She pressed down harder, making him rim her tight l*ttle h*le while he whimpered and moaned beneath her.

She reached back, spreading her *ss even wider, giving him no choice but to dive deeper. "You love this, don’t you?" she mocked, feeling his tongue squirm inside her. "Cleaning my perfect l*ttle *sshole like the filthy l*ttle maid you are." His tongue probed deeper, swirling and lapping as she moaned in satisfaction, using his mouth like a living toilet brush.

But she wasn’t done degrading him yet.

She lifted one leg, planting her foot on the armrest of the ottoman to give him better access, pulling her *ss apart so he could get deep inside her. "That’s it... deeper," she instructed, rocking her hips to f*ck his face with her *sshole. "You like this, don’t you? Tasting how tight I am?" She leaned forward slightly, letting him feel the weight of her breasts against his chest as she ground her *ss into his face. "Mmm... good b*tch," she cooed, rolling her hips to make sure he cleaned every inch of her.

She flipped around, facing his bound body as she lowered herself onto his face again, her *ss sm*thering him c*mpletely. "You’re going to taste how deep I can take you," she whispered, pushing his tongue as far inside her as possible. She rocked her hips, using him like a toy, her flat stomach flexing as she controlled every movement. "You like being my l*ttle toilet, don’t you?" she laughed, feeling his tongue struggle to reach deeper. "Too bad you’ll never be good enough for anything else—like my p*ssy." She teased, letting him catch the faintest scent of her sweet, tight c*nt before pulling away.

"Now stay still," she ordered, sitting directly on his face again, her *ss crushing him. She reached down, pinching his nose shut so he had no choice but to breathe her in. "That’s right... breathe me," she moaned, grinding harder as he gagged and moaned beneath her.

Finally, she pulled away, leaving him gasping and dripping with her filth. "Now that’s how you clean a queen," she sneered, standing up to admire her reflection again. "But don’t think you’re done yet, b*tch. I’ve got plenty more for you to do."

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