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I sit in a pose of complete submission, just as you have described to me. As the door knob turns, I drop my eyes, and wait for you. You don't notice that the house shines in cleanliness, or the scented candles, or the soft music. All you see is the slave that waits for her Master. You walk to me, noticing the outfit is just as you like - slutty and ready. You think I am calm until you see a curl on the back of my neck trembling with fear, but still you are only looking, knowing that before the next sun rises I will have felt the power of your cock in every orfice of my body. Finally you reach out and touch the trembling curl, then notice that sparkling lotion has been applied to my neck and shoulders. My eyes are still on the floor, as a good slave should, I hear you slowly unzip your fly and feel you nudge your cock toward my lips. I open my mouth to receive you, it is then and only then, that I look up and see the master I have waited for.