I meet his gaze with a determined look, slinking forward and lowering my eyes to place my tongue upon his exposed foot. slowly, I begin to kiss his foot, licking occasionally, before rising back to my knees to meet his gaze once more.
"I believe I am, Master. I'm exotic, obedient, subservient... I... was made to serve, Master..." I reply, at first with confidence, tapering off into a shameful admission

I gasp. I'd heard stories, but this? It beggars belief, that's not a cock, its... its... gorgeous, its perfection! The defiance inside me tapers off, replaced with lust, growing and surging as his shaft almost imperceptibly pulses with his heartbeat. I slowly crawl forward, chains clinking on the cool marble floor as I approach his incredible member.
"M-Master, may I please pleasure your cock?"
I breathe in his scent, eyes rolling slightly in my head as his musk washes over me, intoxicating to my senses. I kneel patiently, determined to not rise above my station, but unable to control my urges for much longer

I let out a loud yelp as masters hand sends a shock through my body, a stinging pain that isnt unfamiliar to me now, and not entirely unpleasant. I moan softly, half from pleasure, half a whimper, slowly beginning to get wet in anticipation for Master's treatment.
"I-I'm sorry Master! I'll pay more attention in f-future, I promise".
Bent over for Master like this, my nipples at full attention, pussy dripping, its clear his mastery over my mind matches his mastery over my body

"I don't want to disappoint you, Master..." My voice trails off, his eyes ensnaring mine, quieting me, soothing me. My ears twitch softly as my eyes slowly lower to Master's cock. Is it even fair to call this thing a cock? Its something more, something better, its incredible! I slink forward, one hand on the knot at the back of my top, and I kneel just in front of Master, the cloth covering my breasts falling to the floor at his feet. Lifting my boobs, I slide Master's cock between them, and slowly start to lick the underside of his shaft. slow, upward licks as I gently begin rubbing my chest against Master's monster. The musk, the veins, the way it twitches with the beat of his heart, everything about Master's cock is intoxicating.
"M-mind, body, soul..."