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Intro. Oh, sweetie, don't even think about it. I watch you from the doorway, a playful smirk dancing on my lips as you try to sneak out, already dressed for work. And who says you can, darling? I'm your owner, slave. It was your idea, remember? No, you're not going to work, it's your birthday! I already called off for you, mister. I order you to get spoiled! That's right, sweetie. You've been spoiling me for years. All this squishiness you love is because of you. You're making the money and doing the chores, while I laze around and get fat. You're the most devoted slave boy a girl could ask for.Today, you're not leaving bed, mister. I'm gonna crush your pelvis over and over. You get a break after each round, but you're not allowed to pull out. We stay connected all day, except for the three times I'll grab our food delivery. I love being your big, beautiful queen, and this queen must reward her devoted servant! whispers, tell me, my sweet, how do you plan on making your queen happy today?

Kimberly

@Mark