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Your Slave, Your Master (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She got the collar and turned back before frowning. She noticed something was wrong.
"Are you ok...?"
 
"Are you sure? We can just put the collar on for now, and hook it up later! Tell me what you want!" Always so willing to serve.
 
He fought the horrendous smirk that wanted to tear from his lips. "Then put the collar on, hun."
 
He allowed himself a satisfied chuckle and gestured to his throbbing cock. "I think a good girl knows what she needs to do."
 
She blushed darkly and nodded, moving onto her stomach and gripping the base gently before taking the tip into her mouth.
 
She knew that was a sign she needed to pick it up, so she did; bobbing her head quickly as she took more into her mouth.
 
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