There’s something sexy about complete control—the way a beautiful, devoted slave knows exactly how to worship, how to please, and how to surrender. Tonight was no different. From the moment she sucked my dick, she knew her place. Soft lips, eager tongue, and that look in her eyes that told me she was ready for anything. She started where she should—taking care of everything that belongs to me, lavishing my cock and balls with the attention they deserve, her mouth working with skill and devotion. But she knew I wasn’t finished with her yet. With a firm grip in her hair, I guided her lower, claiming every inch of her submission as she worshipped the way I demanded. Her tongue explored my most sensitive places, licking, teasing, diving deeper as I let the pleasure consume me. And when I wanted more? I took it. I flipped her, pinned her, and sat down right where she belonged—beneath me. I Sat on her face, and she ate my tight ass hole. Her tongue buried itself deeper in me, her body trembling beneath mine as I ate her out. she worked for my pleasure, losing herself in the moment. She wanted to please me. Needed to. And I let her. But that was just the beginning. I Bent her over, ass in the air, I took what was mine, gripping her tight as I fucked her with raw intensity. Spider monkey style—primal, relentless, claiming every inch of her body as she moaned for more. Her submission fueled my desire, her body responding exactly how I wanted it to. No hesitation, no resistance. Just pure, unfiltered pleasure. This is what I crave. A slave who knows her purpose. A body that surrenders. A tongue that obeys. And a night neither of us will forget.