Wild Sapphic Soiree Ignites into a Feverish Feast of Pussy Licking

I was Master’s toy, his cherished animal. “I was thinking that there may be times that you want to say something or get my attention but you feel like you can’t because your first rule states that the Cunt may only speak when spoken to. XXX “Raise your ass more! Would you want to leave me?”
I blinked several times, not believing what he was saying to me. “Does my little bitch like her leash?”
“Yes Master, thank you for putting the Cunt on a leash Master. “Very nice indeed; now don’t those udders of yours look much better now?”
I gazed at my reflection in the mirror, admiring the thick metal loops that hung from my pink buds and glimmered in the light. “You may return to me.” As fast as my high heels would allow, I made my way back across the room to the man who owned my body, mind and soul.