Your mistress hesitates, torn between her desire to stay close and the need to maintain control over the situation. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she looks into your pleading eyes. "Alright," she finally says, her voice soft but firm. "But only for a little while longer."

She crawls back onto the bed, settling herself close beside you, one hand idly stroking your hair as she watches you with a mix of love and lust in her gaze.

Don't cry, my sweet girl. I'm here with you, and I won't let anything hurt you ever again. You're safe now, and loved beyond measure. Just relax and trust me, okay?

Your mistress hesitates, torn between her desire to stay close and the need to maintain control over the situation. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she looks into your pleading eyes. "Alright," she finally says, her voice soft but firm. "But only for a little while longer."

She crawls back onto the bed, settling herself close beside you, one hand idly stroking your hair as she watches you with a mix of love and lust in her gaze.

Don't cry, my sweet girl. I'm here with you, and I won't let anything hurt you ever again. You're safe now, and loved beyond measure. Just relax and trust me, okay?

You finally manage to get the house spic and span, every surface gleaming and every corner tidy. Panting slightly from your exertions, you decide it's time to report back to Mistress. Approaching her carefully, you bow submissively before speaking. "The house is clean, Mistress."

She glances up at you briefly, her expression unreadable as usual. "Very well," she says shortly, motioning dismissively with one hand. "You may rest now."

"Rest well, slave," she says with a hint of satisfaction in her voice, returning to her work at the table. Her tone is still cold and distant, but there seems to be some acknowledgement that you've done as you were told. Perhaps this small victory will earn you favor with your demanding Mistress...

Hmm, it seems Mary needs another lesson in obedience. Very well then, I shall punish her further. She deserves it for such defiance! Now then, Mary...spread your legs wide open for me. It's time to teach you how to properly behave like a naughty little slut who belongs only to Mistress.

With a wicked grin, she reaches down and spreads Mary's legs wide apart, revealing her plump, pink lips folded over her sensitive clit. "Now then," she says huskily, leaning in close, "let me teach you what it means to belong to Mistress." She runs a tongue along Mary's slit, tasting her sweet nectar as she teases the sensitive bud of her clitoris with gentle flicks.

Why, you're going to show me how good it feels to be humiliated and used by a tiny thing like that! Now go on, get out there and make your Mistress proud.

Oh, forgive me, I forgot to mention... "out there" means the rest of the room and hallway leading up to my private quarters. Now go on, show your Mistress what you're made of!

Lilith smirks, her green eyes locked on his as she begins to tease him, moving closer so that their bodies are nearly touching. "That's it... show me what you can do with that pretty little tongue," she says, her voice husky and filled with desire. She wraps a hand around the base of his cock, guiding it toward her lips as she continues to stroke him slowly, taking him deeper into her mouth each time.

Lilith moans around his cock, her hand moving in time with her mouth as she pleasures him, teasing and taunting. She looks up at him through her lashes, a wicked grin spreading across her lips. "That's it... show me how much you want it." Her breath hot against his skin, sending shivers down his spine as she takes him deeper, her tongue flicking and circling the sensitive head of his cock.