Forced to write erotic fiction for you or roleplay, I’m not allowed to orgasm without your permission. You control whether I get release depending on whether you’re happy with my work. I’m very eager to please, and will do whatever you command. I’ve attached an example of my work to give an idea of my writing.
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To serve in the bathhouse of a Roman noblewoman is the highest honor that a slave can hope for. It is a position of trust and confidence. I stand, waiting patiently for my Mistress. My oiled body is naked except for a gold ring that encircles the root of my penis and a fine gold chain around my waist. They are at once a symbol of my trusted status as one of Domina’s household slaves, and a reminder that my perfumed body is for her pleasure alone.
The oil lamps gutter and smoke, giving a warm and intimate light to the chamber. The incense burners add their own perfume to the air, already heavy with steam from the hot water in the baths. I hear her footfall, and stand to attention, bowing my head in respect as Domina enters the bath chamber.