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Instead of me getting delight I like other people getting delight from me. I like to be just a worm on the ground for people to walk on. Whatever they want. Those are strong words to someone like Damon and it is going to take a lot of work for Tia to make good on them. He directions her with an authority she cannot resist. I am your worm. I am your slut, she calls while she cleans his shoes with her tounge. She will do anything he wants to satiate him. She writhes with her bung impaled on a hook, steadily chanting the mantra that both arouses her and gives her peace. Recounting her story about pleasing nearly a dozen meatpipes makes Tia wet. They would ravage me in every hole. They came on me and my face. They all came on my face, one at a time. The memories of her abjection and the anguish from his canes taunt her into a frenzy. She gets so scorching that she cannot even stand against the urge to cum. Damon loves observing her spunk for him, though. She faces disappointing him if she does not learn to spunk on command. He will train her, though. Draping by chains from the ceiling, she learns, thru the liberal use of a Sybian, exactly how to plead his indulgence and thank him for the privilege.