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"Hello Master, how may I serve you?"

You flinch as the words come out of your mouth, unsure if you've said them right, but you new visitor does not punish you.

She raises her left hand and makes the familiar "come here" motion. As you begin to walk towards her, she stops you.

"On your knees, Slave."

A shiver runs down your spine. You almost forgot where you were. You kneel down and shuffle your way to the young woman, wondering what she expects of you. As you arrive at her feet you notice that she is glistening with light sheen of sweat, and her swollen slit is still wet, dripping even.

"Clean me up, Slave." She points to her crotch and you know what you need to do.

You've been asked to do worse in this place. What's so bad about a bit of tongue work? You lean in and begin your "cleaning", lapping away at her sex. She does not react at all, instead she looks down at you in contempt. Spurred on by her indifference, you bury your face in her pussy trying to get something out of her. You still can't believe that someone this young could be so numb to this place, and your situation. As you work your tongue deeper into her, you are blown away by a sudden change in taste. You can't help but pull your head back out of sheer astonishment. She tasted like Cinnamon roll icing. Is this some sort of joke? That can't be real, thats a yeast infection waiting to happen! You shake off the amazement and get back to work, wondering if it wasn't some trick of your mind. The second time is just as delicious as the first. As you probe your tongue into her cunt, you taste warm, sugary, melted icing with a hint of cinnamon. Your mind is truly blown away as you lick the woman "clean." After a few minutes she steps away and closes the door, apparently content with your cleaning.

You are left to wonder why she tasted the way she did.