Cleanliness Check: My Slave in the Lycra Cage
Wrapped in seductive Lycra and shimmering satin, I await my submissive. He spent the entire night polishing my shoes, and now is the moment of truth: the control. Did this piece of meat do its job? I'm known for my ruthless criticism, even though he's already made a decent impression as my loyal servant. His childlike joy in serving me and his barely concealed arousal make him so amusing. Yet perfection is my only criterion, so despite everything, there are a few well-deserved slaps—because only flawless is good enough for me
