C11 CHAPTER ELEVEN

The rest of the day felt so sad for me, Why was I sad? Because my master didn't like the blowjob I gave to him earlier.

I want to stop thinking about the scene, I want to stop thinking about the fact that he didn't even at least rate me 2 out of ten. Maybe a *good job, slave* would have been enough.

I folded my leg up to my chest, pouting so hard. Ugh, why do I feel this way