Worship My Spit

You will never get to touch my body, not once. Taste me, worship me, and tremble because the one thing I do let you have is my spit. I take pride in that drip of control, and every wet, humiliating drop is practice you beg for. Say "Thank you, Princess" and mean it, because you know you deserve this.

Watch me tease you with every spit and demand, watching you melt under the simplest cruelty. I’ll train your tongue, your will, your gratitude, and leave you desperate for the next lesson. Obey my Spidey demands and prove you’re worthy of this filthy worship.