LADY SCARLET - A BAD SNACK FOR A BAD SLAVE hd
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In the heart of Bristol, Lady Scarlet and her companion Claire Delacroix were relaxing on a plush sofa. Their eyes sparkled with mischief as they called for their slave to bring them dessert. He appeared nervously, his hands trembling as he carried a tray laden with two freshly baked brownies.
As the women eagerly took their first bites of the treats, their faces contorted in disgust. The brownies were rock-hard and inedible, making them spit them out onto the floor in disgust. Their slave's face turned white with fear as they grabbed his head and demanded he clean up their mess.
With a look of despair, the slave obeyed, using his tongue to lick up the sweet yet bitter taste of the spit from the floor. His mistresses found this display of submission amusing and decided to take things further.
They ordered him to lie down in front of them, his chest rising and falling rapidly under his tight shirt. Lady Scarlet and Claire leaned over him, their bodies casting shadows across his exposed skin. With their fingers and the soles of their feet, they began crushing the brownies into a mushy paste.
The women watched as the slave's eyes widened in horror as he realized what was happening. They chuckled darkly as they took turns smearing the mixture across his chest and stomach, forcing him to ingest it. As the slave struggled to swallow the paste, Lady Scarlet and Claire took turns spitting into his mouth, using their saliva to help him swallow the bitter mixture.
The women's sadistic laughter echoed through the room as they continued their twisted game. They took turns feeding him pieces of brownie, still cold and inedible, forcing him to chew with all his might before swallowing. Their spit coated his tongue, making it impossible for him to taste anything but their intoxicating essence.
Finally, Lady Scarlet placed her hand over the slave's mouth, trapping his tongue between her fingers. She leaned in close, her hot breath a whisper against his ear. "Now, my lovely little licker," she purred, "you're going to cleanse your mouth with the only thing it deserves. Your own filthy saliva."
With that, she removed her hand, revealing the slave's tongue covered in a thick layer of his own saliva. "Swallow," she commanded, and he did as he was told, his stomach churning with revulsion and anticipation for what was to come next.
As the women watched, their eyes gleaming with satisfaction, they knew that they had truly found a worthy slave - one who could handle even their most depraved desires.