Doing Your Duty Solo

You know the creaking sound of my leather... The gloves sliding onto my hands... your hole already quivers in anticipation of what you know is coming... It's time for more play with your Sir. Time for punishment. Time to worship. To service. To be of good use. And to be used well... You and I both know that your place is on the floor, at my feet. Willing and ready to offer whatever you have. To do whatever you're told. Whatever I say. Why is that, Slut? It's because of the rewards that follow, isn't it? The feeling of satisfaction. Of fulfillment. Of completion. Not to mention, the big, hot, thick load you earn at the end... If you deserve it, that is...