I Love to Humiliate, Make My Slave Follow My Orders and Smell My Clothes

Yeah. Master.

Oh, say, "I'm dumb.".

I'm dumb.

I'm an idiot.

I'm an idiot.

Is that how you like it?

Uh-huh.

I scratch my ass.

I scratch my ass.

So where are you from?

Me, where I'm from, what country or what?

Don't you understand the question?

No.

Is that so?

Uh-huh.

Where are you from?

From Bogota, Colombia.

Oh, yes, it is.

What a fun game!

I'm going to the gym, kiddo.

Are you going to see me?

Change, ready?

Ok.

I don't want jokes or opinions.

Okay.

Did you see?

Can I sit down now?

Yeah.

Wait a minute.

Oh, I couldn't walk him.

Without looking at me like that.

What should I do?

Smells good.

I'm asking you to look at it.

Bobita.

Do you like blue?

Smell it.

Touch.

Touch.

What do you do, Bubi?

I'm supmissed to the people who want me to love.

No.

That's my job right now.

What do you sow?

And your girlfriend doesn't get angry?

Or his girlfriend?

No, I've got the.

I'm with that face.

You don't like it?

There are many like you.

Yeah, I like everything you tell me, love.

There are many like you.

Oh, yeah?

I think I, Samar, like this face a lot.

That I always do.

Ah, but I'm not like the others.

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