Dua returns

Dua came back not long after, hair and face dripping with cum.

"Can I be your sex **** now?" she asked.

I pretended to think, then said. "Okay."

I then put Dua into trance.

"Dua, when I snap my fingers, you will be my obedient, subserviant sex ****. Any days off you have, you will live here with me. You also don't mind me fucking other women, as I should be sexuallu satisfied. Also, seeing Shailene Woodley act like a dog is funny to you."

I woke her.

"Master, would you like a fuck?" Dua asked.

"Not right now, Dua," I said. "I would like you to name two celebrities, though. One to be my maid and one to be my chef."

"Okay, Master," Dua said.