Miss Dula - Ill teach you how to jack off with my caviar

Miss Dula, a stunningly beautiful woman known for her shapely figure and luscious caviar, decided to indulge in a naughty little game with her slave. The slave in question already had a proclivity for masturbating with Miss Dula's delicacy on his face, and she found it rather amusing. After all, everyone has their kinks, and this one was quiteunique. Intrigued by his deviance, Miss Dula decided to take things up a notch. "My slave," she purred, pouring a generous amount of her exquisite caviar onto the slave's face, "You like playing with my caviar, don't you?" She watched as he eagerly lapped up the sticky delicacy from his cheeks. "Well," she continued, watching his eyes light up with anticipation, "Since you seem to enjoy it so much, I think it's only fair that you use it for its intended purpose: masturbating." The slave's cock immediately stiffened at the mere suggestion, and Miss Dula smiled with satisfaction. She retrieved a bottle of champagne from the side and poured some directly onto the slave's filthy cock. "It needs to be clean before we proceed," she explained, running her fingers through the clear liquid. Next, she scooped another generous portion of her caviar onto her hand and brought it close to the slave's face. "Here," she said, her voice low and sultry, "Take this. Spread it around your cock as much as you can." The slave eagerly followed her instructions, his hands shaking with anticipation. He could feel the cool caviar against his skin, and it sent shivers down his spine. As he spread the delicacy around his erection, Miss Dula watched with a pleased smile. "That's it, my little prince," she purred, running her hand through his hair. "Now," she continued, leaning in close so their breath mingled, "I want you to use your hand to make it go up and down. Nice and slow at first, and then faster as you get closer to cumming." The slave did as he was told, his breath coming in short gasps as he felt himself getting closer to the edge. He couldn't believe this was happening - that he was about to cum all over himself thanks to his mistress's caviar. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, the slave thrust his hips upwards, crying out in pleasure as he came hard all over his chest and stomach. "Well done, my slave," Miss Dula said, brushing a stray strand of caviar from his cheek before leaning in to deliver a soft kiss on his forehead. "You may now clean up and return to your duties." Watching as the slave cleaned himself up, Miss Dula couldn't help but feel satisfied with their little game. After all, she liked teasing her slave and watching him squirm – it was part of the thrill for her. And who knew, maybe next time they would try something even more depraved...