Bratty Jenny-Nina waited impatiently for her slave to arrive. She was ready for some fun and she knew he would be just as excited. As soon as he stepped through the door, she could see the bulge in his pants, indicating how much he had been looking forward to it.
"Get down on your knees," she commanded, her voice dripping with seduction. "I have a special task for you today."
The slave knelt before her, anticipation clear on his face. Jenny-Nina laughed lightly, knowing she had him right where she wanted him. She reached behind her and slowly unzipped her jeans, revealing the tight, black fabric stretched across her pert bottom.
"Now, I want you to take a good long look at this ass," she said, wiggling it seductively.
The slave's eyes widened in fascination as he stared at her perfect behind. It was the first time he had ever seen his Mistress without clothing before, and he couldn't help but feel a surge of lust threatening to overwhelm him.
"Now," Jenny-Nina continued, her voice taking on a harsher tone, "you're going to worship this ass. You're going to lick it, kiss it, and celebrate it as the most magnificent ass in the world."
Without further instruction, the slave leaned forward and pressed his face against her jeans-covered ass, inhaling her scent deeply. His tongue darted out tentatively, tracing the outline of her tight cheeks.
"That's it," she murmured, gently rubbing her ass against his face. "You better get used to that feeling, because it's not going to get any easier from here."
And with that, she yanked her jeans down abruptly, leaving him staring at her bare, reddened skin in shock.
"Happy now?" she snapped. "My ass is so tight in these jeans that it feels like acid on your face."
Despite the pain, he couldn't help but agree that it felt incredible. Every time he moved his face, the denim rubbed against his skin like sandpaper, leaving a burning trail of pleasure and pain behind.
"You better learn to love this feeling," Jenny-Nina warned him sternly. "Because from now on, when you see me wearing these jeans, you'll know exactly what awaits you."
As she spoke, she reached down and grabbed a fistful of his hair, pulling his face harshly against her rapidly swelling ass. The slave moaned incoherently, unable to resist the conflicting feelings of pleasure and pain coursing through his body.
"That's my boy," Jenny-Nina purred, her grip on his hair tightening. "Now show me just how much you love this ass."
