can you last a long time or are you a wimpy pathetic minute man?
Oiled body crawling on the floor, you go to your belly before your Mistress, nude but for neck and cock collars. In a jangle of slave bells you squirm at her feet, nothing save a naked animal writhing before her.
Tanned ass lifting in the air as desperate devoted lips press to her feet. Your, shaven head, with its degrading little topknot and pink bows, licks and kisses the leather of her couch frantically; manhood aching underneath you, held by the manhood collar she keeps you in, with its' unforgiving grip.
You a slave boy, moans and mews, your hips undulate against the floor, while slave bells chime to the movements; to please her you try to play jingle bells for her amusement.
Obeisance observed, you kneel, thighs spread wide, revealing in a glimpse your hard manhood that listens with precum, before you bow forward to press forehead and palms to floor with fingers splayed wide. 'Your slave boy slut greets you this fine evening Mistress.'
Awaiting a response, on the tiles before your owners feet, said slut shifts his hips, pleading for attention - will you get it? click on to find out....