The camera turns on. She is already naked, sitting with her legs open, her fingers playing with her own pleasure as if she had been waiting for it. Her look is full of hunger. — It’s finally here… my master — she says, licking her lips. — Your little whore was here touching herself just imagining your voice. He smiles, with that posture of someone who already knows the power he has over her. — Show it to me, go on. I want to see my bitch all wet. She moans just listening, spreading her legs wider, her fingers already slipping between the warm lips of her pussy. — Look at this… all wet just because of you. Your little whore is obedient, isn’t she? She stays like that, all open, all surrendered… just for you to cum watching. The screen becomes an altar of lust. She calls herself a whore, moans loudly, says she loves to obey, that she was born to be used, licked, fucked. — Call me a little whore… call me a bitch… tell me to cum, go on. Tell your bitch to cum for you. He orders. She cums. Trembling, screaming, calling him master as her body explodes in front of the screen. Then, panting, she smiles. — Want more? Your little whore is here… waiting for another order.