"No woman gets an orgasm from shining the kitchen floor"

Maybe not... but I just had a near miss.

It was so hard to restrain myself from cumming like a naughty little harlot.

As ordered today... when I wanted a drink, I was to pour it into a bowl, place it on the floor, get down onto my hands and knees and drink from the bowl.

My face was burning from the deep body blush I felt as I dropped down onto my knees. Feeling the hard, cooled floor under me. Dropping my back, feeling my palms on the floor. Looking down at my reflection in the water as my head moves closer to it. Moaning as I start noisily lapping at the water. My hair falling into the bowl, my face wet with water. Gripping the floor with my nails, trying to ignore the desperate twitches and shivers of my cunt. Breathing deeply, keeping my body obedient to his will.


Thank you, Master, for allowing your snowflake, your babygirl, your slave and your slut, to drink from your bowl.