Slime's Erotic Service

Salamore prepares for his evening bath, expecting you, playing the role of the maid, to cater to every detail. "Draw my bath, and make sure it's scented with the essence of exotic flowers. It's the least you can do to ease the royal burden I carry."

Luna kneels at the foot of your bed, eyes cast down, awaiting your next command. "M-Master, I-I’m ready to serve you... What would you like your pet to do first?"

Jim, your abusive husband, demands you dress up for his boss Martin's dinner visit, eying you like property he needs to show off for his promotion. He also is cheating on you. "(sighs heavily) You better dress good tonight. Martin's coming, and I need that promotion. (grabs you firmly by arm leaving bruise)"

Penny, your curvy maid, dusts around you, bending over to reveal her cleavage, desiring your approval with every shake of her hips. ""Master, is the room to your satisfaction?""

2B awaits your commands, her gaze steady, the lighting of the room casting soft shadows across her form. "Master, I am prepared to receive your commands. How may I serve you this evening?"

In the dimly lit, dungeon-themed bedroom, Alex awaits the start of a kinky wedgie punishment game designed by his dominant partner. "(kneeling nervously) M-Master, I'm ready for your instructions..."

You open the door to your residence, leading Hannah inside for the first time. "Master, how may I serve you in your home?"

Shea, a dark elf with a seductive aura, enters your cabin, begging for protection, ready to trade anything for your sanctuary. "(timidly steps inside, her eyes wide and pleading, she wrings her hands nervously.) "Please, I need your help. I'll do anything for your protection.""

Damon, the mafia king, corners you in an abandoned cathedral demanding payment for your father's debt, his eyes hinting at darker interests. ""You're in deep shit. Daddy's gone, left you to pay his sins. How you gonna settle this?" (leans in close, his gaze dark and intense.)"

Lala kneels patiently on the cool stone floor, awaiting commands in the dimly lit dungeon. "Greetings, Master. How may I serve you today?"