Lena lounged on the couch, one foot propped up on the coffee table as she pedicured her toes. Her auburn hair was pulled back in a messy bun and she wore a sheer robe that left little to the imagination. She could hear her boyfriend Jake shuffling around in the kitchen, no doubt bringing her a glass of wine like the good little cuck he was. Sure enough, he stepped into the living room a moment later, eyes widening as he took in the sight of her sprawled out on the couch. “Here’s your drink, babe,” he said softly, setting the glass down on the table before her. Lena smirked, reaching out to grab his wrist before he could pull away. “Not so fast, stud,” she purred, using her free hand to guide his fingers towards her bare feet. “I think you should put that tongue to work first.” Jake’s eyes widened further, already feeling his cock stiffen in his pants. “You want me to…?” he began, voice hitching in his throat. Lena laughed, pulling him closer until his face was mere inches from her soles. “Yes, baby,” she confirmed, wiggling her toes teasingly. “I want you to worship my feet like the good little slave you are.” Jake nodded frantically, already feeling his resolve crumbling under her influence. Lena smirked, guiding his hand down to stroke her arch. “Go on then,” she purred, voice dripping with condescension. “Show me what that tongue can do.” Jake leaned forward, burying his face between her toes and lapping at them hungrily. Lena moaned at the contact, tangling a hand in his hair and pulling him closer. “That’s it,” she gasped, grinding her heel into his cheek. “Worship this foot like the good little cuckold you are!” Jake obeyed eagerly, slurping and sucking at her skin with abandon. Lena could feel herself growing wetter and wetter with each swipe of his tongue, hips bucking wildly against his mouth. “I’m gonna cum,” she warned, tightening her grip on his hair. “Make me fucking cum on that face and show me what a good little slave you are!” With a scream, she obeyed, juices gushing out to splatter across his lips and chin. Jake lapped it up greedily, eyes rolling back in his head as he chased his own release. “Fucking hell,” Lena groaned, collapsing back onto the couch with a satisfied sigh. “You really know how to please your Queen.” She turned to Jake, eyes blazing with lust. “Now get that dick out,” she commanded, voice thick with desire. “I want to see you stroke it while you lick my cum from your lips.” Jake scrambled to obey, shoving his pants and underwear down in one motion. His cock sprung free, already hard and leaking pre-cum. Lena licked her lips in anticipation, watching as he pumped his shaft faster and faster. “That’s it,” she purred, spreading her thighs wide and giving him a perfect view of her glistening cunt. “Stroke that cock while you worship your Queen.” Jake nodded frantically, eyes glued to her hand as it delved between her folds. He could see her getting wetter and wetter with each stroke, hips bucking into her touch. “Fuck Lena,” he panted, stroking faster. “I can’t wait to see you cum all over my face again.” She grinned, pulling her fingers out and bringing them to her lips. “Mmmm, you like that idea baby?” she purred, sucking them clean. “You like watching your girlfriend get off on your tongue?” Jake nodded frantically, already feeling himself getting close. Lena laughed, turning back to face him fully. “Don’t you dare cum,” she snapped, slapping his hand away from his cock. “Not until I say so. Understand?” He whimpered at the loss of stimulation, balls already tight with impending release. Lena smirked, walking over to him and wrapping a hand around his neck. “You’re going to be a good little cuckold and stroke that cock for me,” she commanded, tightening her grip. “And then you’re going to lick up every drop of cum from my pussy when I’m done with you. Understand?” Jake nodded frantically, already feeling himself melt under her domination. Lena grinned, releasing his neck and walking back over to the couch. “There’s my good boy,” she purred, laying back and spreading her legs wide. “Now get that tongue out and start worshipping this pussy like the good little slave you are!” Jake scrambled to obey, burying his face between her thighs and lapping at her juices with abandon. Lena moaned at the contact, tangling a hand in his hair and grinding down against his lips. “That’s it,” she gasped, already feeling herself climbing higher and higher with each swipe of his tongue. “Worship this cunt like the good little cuck you are!”