She parted her legs, letting him see what she wanted him to see—her pussy, wet and warm and just inches from his face. "This is as close as you'll ever get to pussy, sissy boy," she said in the kind of tone that could almost pass for concern—if it weren’t soaked in sarcasm. "Can you smell it, sissy?"
"...Yes, Mistress."
"Mmm, I know you can. It’s so close, isn’t it? You can almost taste it. If you serve women right like an obedient sissy, you’ll always be near us. You’ll get to watch lots of cunts. You’ll be the loyal gay friend who rubs lotion on our legs and watches us fuck real men. And you’ll never disappoint us with that useless clitty of yours. That’s better for everyone, don’t you think?"
"Y-yes, Mistress... It’s better. I-I don’t deserve pussy," Sasha sobbed.
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Lara Lynn