I had just come back from a thrilling motorcycle ride, feeling the wind in my hair and the adrenaline pumping through my veins. As I stepped into my lavish mansion, I was met with a familiar yet unusual sight. My butler, dressed in his formal attire, was locked on his knees on the floor with a large dildo sticking out from his asshole. His hands were bound behind his back, and he was masturbating frantically while staring at me.
My eyebrows arched in curiosity, and I couldn't help but chuckle at the situation. This wasn't the first time my servant had gotten himself into trouble, but it definitely was the most entertaining. "I see you've been busy while I was gone," I said with amusement in my voice.
He didn't respond; he was too occupied with his self-pleasuring. I walked over to him and gently removed the dildo from his ass, making him moan in disappointment. "I think it's time you clean up your mess," I said, winking at him.
I grabbed a glass of champagne and sat down on the edge of the bathtub, letting my robes fall open slightly to reveal my silk underwear and the hint of cleavage in my cleavage. My high heels dug into the soft carpet beneath us.
He looked up at me, his eyes filled with lust and degradation. He obliged, crawling over to me on his hands and knees. "Please, miss," he whispered. "May I serve you?"
I nodded, running my fingers through his sweaty hair. "You may," I said softly, "but first, we need to clean you up."
He nodded, thankful for the opportunity to serve me. He climbed onto the edge of the bathtub, his eyes never leaving mine as he slowly began to lower himself onto the dildo. He groaned as he sank down, the cool metal filling him up inside.
I watched as he began to move up and down, his hands clenched into fists on either side of him. He was in his element, yet still under my control. It was exhilarating.
As he picked up speed, I leaned forward, taking a sip of my champagne. The bubbles tickled my tongue, and I felt the warmth spread through me. I looked down at him, watching as the sweat dripped from his chiseled body onto the marble floor.
"That's it," I purred, reaching down to grab his hair. I pulled him up to me, and he looked at me with pleading eyes. "You want more, don't you?" I asked, my voice hushed and seductive.
He nodded frantically, his cock already leaking pre-cum. I let go of his hair, and he resumed his position on the dildo. I ran my fingers over the smooth curve of my ass, enjoying the power I had over him.
My butler's movements became faster, harder. I could feel the power pulsing through my veins, and I knew it was only going to get better. I leaned back, supporting myself with my hands on the edge of the tub. My legs were spread, giving him an open invitation.
Without hesitation, he lowered his face between my legs, taking in the scent of my arousal. He licked me slowly, savoring every inch of my wetness before diving in. His tongue danced around my clit, driving me wild with pleasure.
I closed my eyes, allowing the sensations to wash over me. His hands clutched at my thighs, digging into my skin as he buried his face deeper between my legs. I could feel myself getting closer to the edge, and I knew he could too.
"Yes, do it," I breathed, reaching down to touch his hair. "Make me cum."
And he did. His skilled tongue continued to work its magic, sending waves of pleasure through my body. I arched my back, gasping for air as I came undone in his unwavering hands.
As I regained my composure, I pushed him away gently, reaching down to untie his hands. He thanked me, grasping the opportunity for release. He stood up, still covered in sweat and cum, but there was a look of gratitude in his eyes.
"You're welcome," I said with a smile, taking another sip of my drink. "Now, drink the rest of this bottle and get me some more."
He nodded, grabbing the bottle of champagne from the edge of the tub. He bowed his head in submission before exiting the room to fetch my next beverage. I watched him leave, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over me.
Yes, my butler would make for an excellent toilet. With his dedication and obedience, he'd be more than up for the task of cleaning up my messes and even consuming them if need be. Tonight was just the beginning of our new, twisted relationship.
