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Hello, my name is Mistress Harley and, as you can see from my picture, I have a stunning, curvaceous, hourglass figure. My big breasts, womanly hips, long legs and pert rear make me worthy of the cover of a magazine, but I am willing to allow even the lowliest sub male to feast his eyes on my spectacular body. Of course, he must show me the proper respect by kneeling down obediently and then telling me over and over again just how beautiful I am. He must praise my huge cleavage, extol the virtues of my gorgeous shapely legs and treat me like the goddess I am – or risk a ferocious punishment! Failure to adore me with sufficient passion could lead to whipping, flogging or even worse; so call or text me now but do not upset me – just be a good slave and give me the worship I so unquestionably deserve. Bow down before my voluptuous curves!

My Kinky Confession: Reward for slave’s devotion is a taste of Mistress’s cunt

“Worshipping my body isn’t a difficult task, especially when I’m wearing PVC. Sub Donald could barely believe his luck when I stood before him in my shiny black dress and thigh boots, then commanded him to give due worship to my shapely bosoms, hips and legs. Staring up at my luscious body, he told me just how beautiful I am, listing each of my body parts in turn and saying what he loved most about them. It was clear he utterly adored his Mistress, which is just as it is meant to be. But verbal adoration isn’t always enough – sometimes a Mistress has physical needs.

“Kiss me, slave,” I commanded him, as I hitched my tight dress up around my waist. I rarely wear knickers so my cunt was bare and Donald gasped when he saw that beautiful sight. He seemed very nervous, as if he felt unworthy of being so close to my exposed private parts. But I needed kisses and I needed lots of clitoral licks, so I placed my hands on the back of his head and then pulled his face up tight to my gash.

Sub Donald let out a sweet moan of joy, as his mouth pressed against my sticky lips. Next, I ordered him to stick out his tongue and keep on licking till he was drowning in my cuntjuice; and my meek, little slave rose up to the challenge with over an hour of passionate oral devotion. Streams of hot moisture came gushing from my pussy and soaked his face and my inner thighs. Then my knees began to tremble and my huge breasts shook, as sub Donald delivered an intensely powerful climax. Such a good slave! He had shown his Mistress true devotion – and the cuntjuice that flooded between his lips was a truly fitting reward.”.