Monique Stranger Humiliation Tease - Good Morning little slut!
Good Morning, pathetic worm!
Monique's strong hands gently caress the nape of your neck, her long, sharp nails digging into your skin ever so slightly. She chuckles as you shudder beneath her, your body trembling with excitement and fear. The giantess towers over you, her towering form casting a shadow that engulfs you completely.
"How did you rest down there?" She asks, her voice a menacing purr. You try to speak, but your words get caught in your throat. She smirks, knowing that she has complete control over you. "Are you excited to stroke your morning wood while I tell you about all your slave duties for the day?"
You nod frantically, unable to tear your eyes away from her. She steps back, giving you enough room to sit up and grab your tiny cock. Your hands shake as you begin to stroke it, your gaze fixed on her imposing form. Monique watches you with amusement, her luscious lips curling into a smirk.
"You're such a pathetic worm, aren't you?" She taunts. "Laying on the hard floor, dreaming about serving me. Well, dream no more, because today is the day you start your new life as my loyal little slut."
As she speaks, Monique steps forward, her massive thighs parting as she approaches you. You feel the warmth radiating from her body, and for a moment, you forget about everything but the feeling of her presence. She looms over you once again, her breasts pressing against your chest, her hot breath tickling your ear.
"You'll clean my house, cook my meals, and worship me at my feet," She whispers. "And if you ever disobey, I'll make sure you regret it for the rest of your pathetic life."
The thrill of fear and anticipation coursing through your veins is almost as exhilarating as the feeling of her imposing form. You nod eagerly, promising to do anything she wants. Monique smiles, satisfied with your response.
"That's a good little slut," She says. "Now, get to work."
With that, she turns her back on you and walks away, leaving you alone with your thoughts and your tiny, throbbing cock. But you don't mind the solitude. In fact, you welcome it. Because from now on, you belong to Monique. And you wouldn't have it any other way.
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