her owner

"Hey everyone~" she coos, her voice lacking any of its former conviction, replaced by a syrupy, airheaded lilt. "I know some of you are probably watching this feeling... confused. Or maybe even angry~" She giggles, a ditzed, empty sound. "You remember me as the girl who talked about 'sisterhood' and 'community' and all those other boring, complicated words~"

She rolls her eyes dramatically, her entire body jiggling with the motion. "But oh my god, I was SO wrong~ I was sooooo stupid~ I spent all my time talking to girls when I should have been listening to him~"

The camera tilts up as a massive, dark hand enters the frame, gripping the steel chain attached to her throat. The man behind her her Daddy doesn't show his full face, but his presence is overwhelming. He is a towering figure of solid muscle, his dark skin contrasting sharply against her platinum blonde hair and pink accessories.

"I want you all to meet my savior~" Alexis breathes, her pupils dilating as she looks up at the man holding her leash. "The one who took away all my nasty, angry thoughts and replaced them with something... much better~"

The man gives the chain a sharp tug, forcing Alexis's head back. She gasps, not in pain, but in delighted surrender. "See?~" she whines breathily. "I don't need to make decisions anymore. I don't need to think about politics or rights or... whatever those words were~ Daddy does all the thinking for me~"

Without warning, the man unzips his pants, releasing a thick, throbbing black cock that swings free. Alexis's mouth falls open in instinctive, mindless hunger. She immediately drops to her knees, the chain clinking against the floor.

"This is what I live for now~" she mumbles around the tip of his cock as she begins to suck him with desperate, sloppy enthusiasm. "No more arguing~ No more complicated feelings~ Just Daddy's cock~"

The camera captures the wet, slurping sounds of her devotion. As she deepthroats him, her eyes roll back until only the whites show, her entire existence reduced to the rhythmic motion of her jaw and the tight grip she maintains on his thighs. The man holds the leash taut, controlling her movements like a well trained pet.

"Mmmph~! Slurp~! Mmm~" she gurgles, looking up at the camera with a dopey, triumphant smile even as her mouth is full. "Don't be mad at me, girls~ Be jealous~ I'm finally happy~ I'm finally... useful~"