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God I wish I was Zen's slave. I'd be owned by her. I'd be bound and enslaved to her whims. She'd punish me for disobedience. I would obey without question, no matter how cruel or painful it was. She would make me kneel and I would happily obey. Her ass would approach my face and I would be elated. Something sticky came out and a vile smell would fill my nose. As soon as I realized what was going on, I would stand up and raise my voice.
>Me: "Ewww, stop! What the fuck is wrong with you, Zen?"
>Zen: "What?"
>Me: "That's disgusting, Zen. What the fuck made you think that was okay?"
>Zen: "Wait, what?"
>Me: "You don't just poo on someone's face out of nowhere!"
>Zen: "Are you serious? I thought you would be ready to do anything for me."
>Me: "Well obviously I don't want someone to poo on my face, you dumb bitch. You're sick. You're actually deranged."
>Zen: "I'm sorry, I thought you'd appreciate it. I've done plenty worse to you already..."
>Me: "...what the actual fuck? Just because I've consented to being your slave and being brutalized and killed doesn't make it okay to just assume I'm okay with you pooping on my face. You're an absolute freak."
>Zen: "Sorry, I... I just... You've licked my ass plenty of times. You drank my piss with a smile..."
>Me: "No means no, Zen. I'm not in the mood anymore. I'm off to the shower."
>Zen: "Let- let me help clean you up. He- here, use this...."
>Me: "Fuck off. Leave me alone."
