Fishnets (Patreon)

On your hands and knees, Lola stares down at you with a deviant glimmer of a smile, watching as you drool around a bright red ball gag.  A quick jerk of your leash and the smile disappears, biting her lower lip as a riding crop cracks across your reddened backside.

Lola: ...and what did we learn today, slave?

You: Don' cawl yoof dwall.

Lola: Correct.  Now, what -will- you address me as?

You: Miss-twess.

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Original Sketch by saran-saran

Colors and Edits by Phillipthe2