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Young Goddess Ava's Arrogant Humiliation
Powerful Slave-Driver Mistress
Ava, the stunning goddess of humiliation, stood before her pathetic slave, Bobby. Her demeanor was cold and calculated, her eyes piercing through his soul like daggers. She wore a tight red dress that hugged her body, accentuating her curves and making her appear even more dominant. Bobby knelt before her, his head bowed in submission, waiting for her next command.
"You want to fuck me, don't you?" Ava's voice was like honey, dripping with seduction and power. Bobby could barely contain his excitement at the thought of pleasuring his youthful mistress. He nodded eagerly, unable to form words.
"Well, let me tell you something, slave," Ava sneered. "You're pathetic. You're nothing but a small, insignificant piece of flesh at my feet." Her words cut deep into Bobby's heart, but he remained silent, accepting her harsh judgment.
Ava walked closer to Bobby, towering over him with her towering height. She reached down and grabbed the face dildo attached to his head, pulling it up to her face. "Look at you," she laughed. "You think this is going to satisfy you? You're nothing but a lapdog to me."
With a flick of her wrist, Ava tossed the face dildo aside, causing Bobby to flinch in anticipation of her next move. Instead, she turned her back on him and began to undress, revealing her perfect body underneath the red dress. "You want to fuck me?" she asked again, this time turning around to face him. "Go ahead. Try."
Bobby, unable to contain himself any longer, sprang forward, only to be stopped by Ava's strong hand. "You pathetic excuse for a man," she scoffed. "You think you can even touch me? You're nothing but a worthless slave."
And so it went on, Ava humiliating Bobby at every turn, reminding him of his lowly status. But despite the pain and degradation he felt, Bobby couldn't help but worship at her feet, his desire for her unwavering. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Ava gave him the ultimate command: "Fuck my legs, slave."
With shaking hands, Bobby grabbed hold of Ava's long, beautiful legs, wrapped in red stockings, and began to thrust into her. He felt like he was losing himself in her power, his mind clouded by the rush of pleasure and humiliation. And as he looked up at Ava, his face buried in her thighs, he knew that he would do anything for her, no matter how degrading or painful it might be.
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