"Here we go again slave, great. Well, how many times have i already pointed this out to you today?"
"..."
"Hello?, are you even listening to me?. I'm talking to you!. How many times?"
"I..i..i'm g..g..getting close m..m..mistress"
"I don't care, you're lucky to get to stroke your cock at all, aren't you slave?. I really don't expect all that much from you here, do I slave?. Well, it's always the same with you. I was starting to have just a little fun with you and.. You're such a showstopper..."
"P..p..please mistress"
"I mean, i could've also used you in some other ways today, which i really should have when i think about it. You're just so unbelievably useless all the time, it's not even funny if you ask me"
"..."
"Hmm, maybe as my personal foot rest, how about that?. My feet on your back, using it as an ignored ottoman while ignoring you all fucking day. Yeah, there'd be no stroking, no recognition, no fun for you. Maybe i would even forget about you being down there when I leave so that you'd be stuck there all night or till tomorrow or fucking something. Just like our dear friend outside."
"..."
"I don't know.., or maybe I should've send you to the restroom as a paper holder? So that you'd be responsible for every person that stumbles in there to use the toilet. But, yeah, sadly it's a bit too late now for all of that.., so keep stroking..."
"Y..y..yes mistress Stella"