“Lick it off.”

“You heard me, lick your cum off the window.”

Still weak in the legs. You prop yourself up until you’re able to reach the mess you made. Now more aware of your surroundings, you can see a small group of 3-4 people watching you. Two of them are collared servants like yourself, but the other two consisted of your uncle and a b-list Hollywood Star you saw in a movie last year. You didn’t let that stop you, and dutifully licked up the rest of your sperm off the glass.

After a short break the rest of the day passed as normal. Cleaning up messes, organizing bookshelves, and making beds in the guest rooms. The only difference being the slight waddle to your walk.