Parts of a Girl

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Part 3 of the Slavegirl’s Training Manual
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sven1717
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PARTS OF A GIRL

Tits are what you’ve got in front, each one a plump man-pleasing bump.
Love apples, melons, jugs, boobs - these are just some names for your chest balloons.
Titties should bounce and swing when walk. To catch men’s eyes, shake these tits - no need for talking.
Nude or shown off in a low-cut top, shake and jiggle them and never stop.

Nipples cap your perky tits, small pink nubs so fun to twist.
They are mainly there for pleasure, and as a place to store Sir’s treasure.
He’ll hang them with decorations that will jingle during penetration.
Clamps, rings and little bells - these will sting your nips and please Sir well.

Ass is what you’ve got behind, and a higher card you’ll never find.
Two round globes that sway so nicely, and a tiny hole that grips so tightly.
Ass is special, it does double duty - men can both dress up and fuck your booty.
Expect your Master to give you spankings, and when your cheeks are red you’ll bend and thank him.

Pussy’s right between your thighs. She’s soft and cute, and a cock’s sweet prize.
Your main hole is hidden there, between the lips so smooth and bare.
She gets all wet when cocks are near or when a man fills you with fear.
She can take much more than you may think - find big cocks to fill your pink.

She’ll be the reason Master buys you, to fuck and finger and plunge deep into.
So rub that pussy, clitty too, and feel your wet slick girly lube.
Her lips plump up, she makes you dumb. Then fingers go in, and soon you’ll cum.
This pussy makes you a man’s plaything, to breed and to pierce with decorative rings.

A girl who shakes her ripe young tits may get a finger on her clit.
A slave who flaunts her tight round ass gets it slapped and pinched and probed real fast.
And a girl who spreads her legs when told is a fucktoy, pure female gold.
Sluts who use their assets bravely enjoy long lives of sexual slavery.

Mouth is another important tool, always wet with girly drool.
Not for eating, drinking, speaking, but for keeping cocks warm and jizz from leaking.
Cocks like lips and tongue, not teeth. Let your throat stretch wide and deep.
Be quick to suck him, add some humming, and soon your throat will have Sir cumming.

This is what you’re hoping for, to be a young man’s go-to whore.
If not your life will be quite bleak; a different brothel week to week.
So easy does it on the clothing - show the man what he could be owning.
Remember, girls are made for love. You must fit your Master like a glove.

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