We do like to take advantage of hanging sl*ve meat! The sub m*le becomes more useful as greater levels of control reside elsewhere and We have total control today. Poor sl*ve G’s furrowed brow confirms that he knows the predicament We have him captured within. Of course, his concern must be to serve Us well, to be useful, to be used.

Goddess Jewels playfully slaps Our boy’s face to bring him back from delirious thoughts of worship into the present, where he admires Our strap-on c*cks “...they are beautiful, Miss Anna!” We promise to stretch sl*ve G wide open and goosebumps form on his flesh in terror and anticipation of what is to come. We are amused by Our boy as sl*ve G reveals that he knows Our intentions are to use “...my back h*le...” as he terms it.

Goddess Jewels spits on the sub’s face, and the saliva drips down his cheeks: I add to the torrent and We order sl*ve G to keep his tongue out in order to catch all of Our saliva. Meanwhile, as sl*ve G’s tongue trembles, We have him thank Us for the spit bath and divine flavour of Our saliva. Our boy becomes increasingly flustered, red-cheeked and humiliated.

I continue to splash the sub’s face whilst Goddess Jewels slips Her fingers into sl*ve G’s temporarily tight h*le. Soon Our boy is moaning with desire as She works him loose, spreading his h*le wide open. I note that sl*ve G’s c*ck is already dripping with desperate lust as Goddess Jewels enters him, thrusting Her strap-on c*ck up his *ss and deep into his guts. Her thrusts bend sl*ve G’s back as he rides the shaft that She wields inside him.

As Goddess Jewels continues to thrust, sl*ve G pants and emits high-pitched squeals. Meanwhile I spit on his face with increasing frequency as We turn sl*ve G into a frenzied, hot mess. Goddess Jewels helps herself, grasping Our boy for leverage, so that Her thrusts go deeper with greater power. We observe sl*ve G’s legs weakening, shaking and starting to give way. I laugh at the sub’s lack of control as his genitals jiggle along with the rest of him as Goddess Jessica dictates his every move, what a sight!

I swap position with Goddess Jewels and She covers his face in saliva once more as I enter his *ss with a stiff strap-on and the sl*ve’s groaning begins anew, louder even as sl*ve G announces that everything feels “..fantastic, Miss Anna!” As We continue to destroy Our boy, Goddess Jewels pinches his nipples and yanks them forward. Our sl*ve’s eyes close as the b*tch feels the stinging heat from his chest. I have Our boy sit back on the strap-on and ride it while Goddess Jewels continues weaving Our web of control, absorbing the sl*ve’s thoughts and turning him into the useful plaything that We want.

Our boy bounces up and down on the strap-on, whilst his hands remain tethered above his head. The exertions turn his face redder and he whimpers with wet, rosy, saliva-glazed cheeks. We have overwhelmed sl*ve G by demolishing his *ss, his face, his nipples and his grasp on any existence outside of Our world once again. We agree that this is all he is good for and We leave Our fuckmeat dangling, such a fortunate, good boy!

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