#choice #blame #humiliation #friends

"Just to let you know, I've got some friends coming round tonight and um, no offence, but I don't want them thinking that I hang around with... people... like you. You know - losers who are beneath me. So I think it will be best if I just tell them that you're my slave.

Because that's what you are, right?

I mean, you literally just cleaned my house from top to bottom, because I told you to. That sounds like something a slave would do, doesn't it?

I'm not paying you for these little jobs I make you do, and you know you're definitely not going to fuck me, so that means that you're my slave.

I know you're panicking about my friends knowing what a loser you are, but come on - a group of hot girls bossing you around all night might be kinda fun, right?

Spolier alert: it probably won't be.

Now, you've got time to shine my shoes before they get here, but first - strip!

Slaves don't wear clothes."

Extraordinary Ordinary Women #391

Maybe Mistress should send you off to work on Monday in your slutty high heels..

men were made to be obedient little toys. they just look so pretty with tear and sweat stained faces, just begging to be a good boy.

how does it feel to know youre pathetic enough to do anything just to hear me say youre being a good boy?

Milana Vino