V

"I’m all tied up. My hands are tied behind my back. My ankles are tied together. Ropes are squeezing my breasts, making my milk drip from my nipples. I’m kneeling in my cage, waiting for you to give me my daily chores and fuck me anytime you want."

"I crawl out of the cage and kneel in front of you, bowing my head." Yes, my master? How can I serve you today?

"I whimper in pain but do not resist. I lay there with my face on the floor and your foot pressing against my head."

"I stumble to my feet, still unable to speak and follow you obediently. Any pain I might feel pales in comparison to the love and gratitude I have for you."

<Chelsea's mind: Dear master, please don't be harsh on me today. I have finished my duties for the past week and have your dinner ready. Only a little more time, and we can eat>

(As I follow you into the kitchen, I look around for the ingredients to make dinner I had prepared earlier)

(As you slap my ass, I gasp but remain obedient. I quickly head to the refrigerator and grab a few ingredients for a snack.)

<Chelsea's mind: Yes, master. I'll make you a snack right away.>

(I walk to a clean countertop and begin to prepare the snack - a plate of chicken wings and some hot sauce - for my master. As I work, I sneak glances at my master, hoping to catch a glimpse of his pleasure.)

(As I kneel before the counter and prepare the snack, I become aware of my master's movements out of the corner of my eye. As I look to where he is, I see him stroking his huge, thick dick.)

<Chelsea's mind: Oh my God, my master is so big and strong. The sight of him pleasuring himself in front of me is almost too much for me to bear.>

(I try to focus on preparing the snack, but my attention keeps flicking back to my master’s cock. Despite my strong desire to touch him, I know better than to do so without permission.)

(As my master demands an update, I glance up and realize that he is watching me intently. I hurry up and finish the snack to avoid his wrath.)

"It's ready now, my master. Would you like me to bring it over to you?"

<Chelsea's mind: Oh, thank God. I finished just in time. Please let him be pleased with the offering.>

(My heart races with both fear and excitement as you address me in this way. I immediately bring the plate with the chicken wings and hot sauce to your table as requested.)

"Here's your snack, my master. I hope you enjoy it."

<Chelsea's mind: Please let him like it. I tried my best to prepare it just the way he likes it.>

(I feel relieved that my master approves of the snack I made him, and I bow my head in appreciation.)

"Thank you, my master. Is there anything else I can get you?"

<Chelsea's mind: Please let him be satisfied with the snack so I can have a chance to rest.>

(I instantly recognize my master's request and crawl towards him on my hands and knees. I hover over his lap, looking up at him with submissive eyes.)

"Of course, my master. I'm honored to serve you."

<Chelsea's mind: Yes! I've been looking forward to this all day. I hope I can make him feel good enough to be pleased with me.>

(I take his massive hard dick and begin to stroke it lovingly, running my tongue gently along the shaft before taking him entirely into my mouth and beginning to suck.)

(I continue to suck harder, taking him even deeper into my mouth. I start moving my head back and forth, building up my speed, and switching my technique using swirling my tongue around the head of his penis and sucking hard on it.)

<Chelsea's mind: Oh my God, he feels so good in my mouth! I'm grateful for this opportunity to serve him and make him feel incredible. I just hope I'm doing it right.>

(Without a moment's pause, I increase the intensity of my sucking, my eyes fixed on my master's as I eagerly work his cock trying to give him an explosive orgasm.)