Miss Olive has instructed Her house sl*ve to wake Her by l*cking Her sweet, puckered brown starfish. She ordered the sl*ve to wake Her this way, as Her alarm clock is jarring and loud. She wants the sl*ve to start by lightly tonguing and cleaning the outside and then start circling toward the center of his universe (Her P*ssy is reserved for Her current lover) which is, of course, Her tender and fragrant, unwashed anus.

Miss Olive is napping peacefully and the sl*ve crawls in at the appointed time and gently creeps up behind his Owner's *ss, which is conveniently sticking out invitingly from under the covers, the sweet globes of Her *ss-cheeks enticing him forward. He starts lightly sweeping his tongue back and forth and then closer to the sl*ves promised land - Her *sshole. Having cleaned the outside he starts getting more aggressive, swabbing the h*le and then starts to pierce Her *nal ring with his tongue. She feels this and starts moaning in Her rest, and then slowly starts waking up and humping his tongue with Her big *ss.

Suddenly, She harshly barks out at the sl*ve:

"SL*VE! Get on your back! NOW!"

"Yes Mistress!"

The sl*ve quickly gets on his back on the end of the bed as trained. Miss Olive sits up and immediately plops Her *ss and *sshole onto the sl*ve's face and orders him to "L*CK!". He of course does, eagerly, lapping away at Her fragrant rectum. She starts grinding on his face, telling him to get in deeper.

"Can you taste what I had for dinner last night, sl*ve? If you can't, I'm going to have to whip you because that means you ARE NOT getting your st*pid tongue far enough into my sphincter!"

She reaches over to grab a short riding crop and starts smacking the sl*ve's exposed and vulnerable thighs, leaving bright red marks and causing the sl*ve to howl in p*in and start rolling around to try and avoid the punishment, but is pinned to the bed by his Owner's big *ss and full weight on his mouth and head, his hands useless in b*ndage mittens. He starts l*cking harder and deeper, pistoning his tongue in and out, in and out of Her now wet and blossoming *sshole. But it's still not enough, She berates him and demands more by beating him harder and harder with the evil l*ttle crop.

Finally, She starts bouncing Her *ss up and down on his head. It bounces like a basketball, slamming onto the bed and then bouncing back up before he can even put his tongue back in his mouth so that his pointed tongue slams even farther into Her sweet h*le.

"You're on a treasure hunt, you need to DIG IN and find those gold nuggets, sl*ve. You're going to be a toilet sl*ve so get used to that taste, you f*cking pig."

Finally, after the sl*ve is dazed and covered in a mixture of his own saliva and his Owner's *ss juice. She gives Herself the "white tissue" test, wiping Her gorgeous *ss with a piece of tissue and hunting for any sign of brown. Satisfied, She tells the sl*ve that he has done a satisfactory job and won't be punished. While leaving, She tells him:

"You did a decent job as my alarm clock today sl*ve. But you really have to do something about that breath of yours - it really smells like

Sl*ve Alarm Clock (HD 4K MP4)