Strap-On Slave

My jeans hug my hips, hinting at the bulging girl cock beneath, while you failed to show proper reverence. Your penance is swift—menial tasks to degrade and remind you of your subservience. When your properly humbled, I free my strap-on, sliding it home to dominate and claim you fully. "Submit to me, bitch," I command, as you accept your fate to worship and serve as my devoted strap-on slave.