I decided to be merciful

And didn't spin her around and fuck her so she couldn't tell when I would cum, instead, I grunted, "Damn, you're fucking good at that, girl. Maybe I'll only use that mouth for the rest of the weekend."

She glared up at me, and missed the signs as she pulled back to object and my cock began to spurt. With the instincts of a true submissive, she lunged forward, hands rising to give me a show and stroke the latter drops of seed from my balls, as she positioned herself perfectly for the facial.

She was so happy to give me pleasure that it took her almost a full minute to realize that she'd lost her opportunity to cum.

"Sir, may I cum?" she asked.

I smiled down at her. "I told you the rules."

"I'm asking permission, sir."

"I told you you had to earn it."

"I made you cum!"

"You're a sex toy, just like you admitted. That's your purpose. I let you cum when I do because I like a show when I cum, and I love the feel of a cunt squeezing around me. That's for me, not for you."

She whimpered. "Then how do I earn it?"

"Well, let's see. You've already got your dinner all over your face, but I haven't eaten anything since lunch. Make me some dinner. If you do a good enough job, you'll be rewarded."

She looked at me incredulously. I stared back at her calmly.

After a long moment, she nodded and got up. I heard her mutter something audible on the way towards the door. "Jesus, I thought I was doing this to get away from chores and bullshit."

I spoke quietly, but she froze instantly. "Aren't you forgetting something?"

She turned back to face me, then considered and took a guess. "Thank you, sir, for using your sex toy."

Fuck me, that was so hot that despite just cumming, my cock jumped. "Not that. You made a mess, you need to clean it up."

She paused and took another guess, slowly, sensually, scooping every drop of my cum off her curvy body and swallowed it, her gaze never leaving mine.

"That was smoking hot. But that wasn't what I meant either. Come here."

She moved over obediently, I pointed to the spot she'd spat out the taste of her own pussy on the floor, she frowned and opened a drawer, producing a piece of cloth she probably usually used to clean her glasses.

"No. Lick it up and swallow it."

"Sir? But...why? Can I ask why?"

"Of course. I want you to understand. Why do you have to lick it up, three reasons," I guided her down to the ground, "First, because I told you to," she shot me a look as I pushed her head closer to the puddle, "but I told you to for two reasons, first, because your being punished for making a mess and second, because you need to understand something. Your pussy, the natural lubrication which comes from it when you get wet, that lets me slide into you so easily, that tells me how badly you want this, that makes you a good girl, that isn't dirty. It's delicious. It's beautiful, it's a gift that your body gives both of us." Somewhere in that little speech she'd started licking and now the floor was clean.

"All done, sir."

"Good girl. Now, go make me some dinner," I pulled her up and gave her a slap on the ass that made her jump and squeal.

"Yes, sir."

"Tell me when you're ready."

"Of course, sir."

As she reached the door again, I spoke up, "Oh, and I expect you know to be dressed in something new for then?"

She nodded, then dashed back and picked up her clothing, gathering it in her arms, and looked at mine, inquisitively. "You can wash them, I won't need them again until I leave, I said calmly. She looked at me in shock, apparently not expecting me to wander around her house naked, but I was enjoying myself, enjoying owning Diamond, owning Andre's wife, blowing her mind even as he disappointed Asa, enjoying walking around his house like I owned that too...

She took all my clothes away, though not before I retrieved my phone. Now, as she left and I took her seat again, I could finally look at what had happened.