Come on slave, stop slacking, keep rubbing and chanting, I didn't tell you to stop. Just be careful. I'm sure a pathetic little boy like you could still manage to spill one week's worth of spunk easily, even rubbing through your pants!
What's the matter slave? You don't look too excited by this! Not as 'hands on' as you imagined. **giggle**
You want a tease, and when I give you it, all you do is complain. Again, typical of all little boys. You have no idea what you want.
I on the other hand. The strong, sexy, independent woman, knows exactly what I want. I want power, I want money and I want to see slaves like you suffer for my enjoyment.
What's the matter?
Maybe you just need some encouragement. How about if I show you my breasts? My perfect, perky, breasts! You'd love that wouldn't you?