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"Lick," she says and I drop to my knees. My cum tastes sweeter than her cock just did and I lap it up to get rid of the bitter taste of my own ass. Her heel comes back and kicks me lightly in my balls. I stick my tongue further into her ass.

She turns finally and sits on the side of the sink. "You're a good little slut," she tells me.

I feel like passing out. I want to go home now as the reality of it all washes over me. "Would you like your heels now?" I ask her and start to unbuckle an ankle strap.

"Oh no, no I would not. You keep them my pet. You'll be coming back here to service your Mistress again."

"But," I start but she shushes me with a finger over her lips.

She points to the camera mounted in the upper corner of the shower. "There are three more in the living room. Unless you want to be the next internet sensation, you'll do as you're told."

Panic spreads through me. My neck burns hot. I don't know what to do, think or feel. Her hands slides down over my cheek lovingly and I look up at her with pleading eyes.

She smiles at me sympathetically. But the smile changes into something menacing as she grabs her dick and looks me in the eyes. "Now open that little mouth again slut, I told you I have to pee after I cum."