You Have To Pay For It

Strained day, bad mood... and my slave has to pay! Quaking in the ice-cold water of the bathtub, the sissy slave attempts to soften me with a lot of services, like providing me a foot rubdown. But he will not escape my perverse games and malicious torments. Ouch, ouch! Before going to bed, I brush my teeth and drool the sauce directly into his dirty mouth. As I vanish into my warm bed, the slave awaits a cold, wet, uncomfortable night. Bye-bye, dumbass!