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6/30/2025, 12:18:56 AM
>>11322716
Same thing with worship of Master's body, as in picrel. To even gaze upon His form is a heavenly privilege, to touch any part of Him is not humiliation, not for you.
Being ordered to drop to your knees as you are now being used as a chair is something that should make your heart flutter. Feeling the warm imprint of His ass on your back, knowing that you are, once again, putting that cruel smile on His face. When kneeling before Him to even be permitted to look at, much less kiss and lick His legs and His feet is something that you are divinely grateful for, but to feel Him in such a way, so much of Him being directly put upon you, it makes you ecstatic.
Among a slaves most cherished memories are when I reward her by hauling up her nude form to sit on my lap for a little while. her little heart absolutely pounding, its so much rarer than being permitted to sleep with Master in bed, a rather common reward. That's also the closest she gets to using furniture, but here she is, the closest to Master's world she will ever be, looking at the same computer screen He looks at all day and knowing just how far she's come from when she had to pretend she was happy being free and looking at that same screen. Feeling more of His body on her than she often does, and the contrast of just how soft and thin she is now against Master. Even aesthetically, it is undeniable that she is a accessory.
Also >>11321918 I do actually want to write "too yandere to live" on the bodies of girls when they're being a bit like that now. Its a warning, both to her to behave, and to the closest she has to friends that she might try to kill them, so they both need to work together to be especially good for a little while.
Same thing with worship of Master's body, as in picrel. To even gaze upon His form is a heavenly privilege, to touch any part of Him is not humiliation, not for you.
Being ordered to drop to your knees as you are now being used as a chair is something that should make your heart flutter. Feeling the warm imprint of His ass on your back, knowing that you are, once again, putting that cruel smile on His face. When kneeling before Him to even be permitted to look at, much less kiss and lick His legs and His feet is something that you are divinely grateful for, but to feel Him in such a way, so much of Him being directly put upon you, it makes you ecstatic.
Among a slaves most cherished memories are when I reward her by hauling up her nude form to sit on my lap for a little while. her little heart absolutely pounding, its so much rarer than being permitted to sleep with Master in bed, a rather common reward. That's also the closest she gets to using furniture, but here she is, the closest to Master's world she will ever be, looking at the same computer screen He looks at all day and knowing just how far she's come from when she had to pretend she was happy being free and looking at that same screen. Feeling more of His body on her than she often does, and the contrast of just how soft and thin she is now against Master. Even aesthetically, it is undeniable that she is a accessory.
Also >>11321918 I do actually want to write "too yandere to live" on the bodies of girls when they're being a bit like that now. Its a warning, both to her to behave, and to the closest she has to friends that she might try to kill them, so they both need to work together to be especially good for a little while.
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