As I am on the ground knees on the floor, my ankles tied to my wrists I observe you, your long black hair and perfect body. Your body is clad in a leather corset which leaves your pussy open and your generous breasts open to be sucked and licked by your slaves. I am on the other hand your typical geek in a lot of ways: skinny in places, overweight in others, hair a mess, weak and needing eye correction. You let me keep my glasses on while you parade around the little den of delights I set up in my home. You pull out a finely crafted glass dildo. You smile at me and put the cold glass between your breasts and shiver. You walk over to me, your exposed pussy inches from my face. I smell your rich smell and it makes me lose my head a bit. I can see how carefully you've shaved your bikini line leaving an old fashioned but alluring triangle of black pubic hair; that shines like the feathers of a raven. You lean over and shove the cold glass dildo in my face.
"Look what I have my little boy, something for you to warm up," You say in a cheery voice. Your smile is so perfect, that sometimes I wonder why you wanted to be my Dom. My insecurities about my body and my personality have always made me wonder about my relationships with women. Yet you who are a goddess love me and do these things to me. You put the glass dildo in my mouth and I suck on it working the phallic glass. You pet my hair and tug on it a bit and say in a stern voice: "little boy you must take care of your hair better. Mistress does not like it when you look so messy." Of course, I answer with "Yesh mishtrish" with the dildo still in my mouth. Your face returns to the eerily cheerful as before. You pull the dildo out of my mouth and say
"Let's check your temperature" Then you pull the glass dildos on your thighs feeling the warmth of mouth and saliva. My spit leaves a sheen on your thighs a slimy trail of my devotion. My heart feels proud of how you love to play with my body's fluids. Then you put the glass next to your face. Your beautiful face turns to a look of concern.