My name is Toi, an Oriental sex slave who lives to bring my master pleasure through massage, pampering, and sex.

Today I follow him to the bath and pull his kimono off him and he steps into the hot tub of water I prepared for him. When he is fully in the tub, I remove my kimono, sit on the side of the tub, and begin to massage his neck, shoulders, and upper back.

My master is becoming more aroused as he looks at my nakedness. He pulls me close to kiss me and says: ‘You are so beautiful!’

Seeing him becoming aroused, I step into the tub and then sit facing my master. I kiss the master deeply. With the deepest reverence, I ask the master to rise, and I wash his body, my hands neglect no part of his anatomy. I now have him sit back down in the hot water and I ask him to relax there for one moment more. I let him watch me leave the tub and dry myself as I stare passionately into his eyes, I touch myself between my open thighs then I lick my fingers and move them slowly inside myself.

I hold my lips apart with one hand and begin to swirl my moistened fingers around my clitoris. As my body begins to writhe, his passion is growing as he watches me. I implore the master to step out of the tub and to come to me. I draw him close and begin to suck his clean, wet, warm cock. Since he was already more than excited, in seconds his cum is filling my mouth. However, I stifle my own passions in favor of concentrating only on the master’s pleasure.

Now I lead my master into the bedroom and ask him to make himself comfortable.

He says, “You are an absolute vision.”

I smile and warmly thank my master, but as is the Chinese way, I assure him that many women are much more beautiful than I.

In my hands is a flask of warmed oil. I straddle over him with my naked body.

I now pour some of the warm oil into my hands and begin to give the masters long cock, a slow massage. I am most generous with the warm oil, and I use both hands. I concentrate my efforts on his throbbing, swollen shaft.

I stroke his cock up and down, faster, and faster, pushing him, driving him toward his certain orgasm. As I continue stroking him in this fashion, I can feel his passion building right there in my hand. My passion begins to get the better of me. I can hold back no longer. I begin masturbating myself.

Craving release, I bring my own throbbing, dripping wet pussy up to his mouth, and the master’s tongue makes me start to scream, ‘Oh my God, oh my God!’

The sound of my passion and the increased speed of my hand stroking his oil-saturated cock made the master come with me at that exact same instant.

I will always be there for him whenever he needs me. All he has to do is call…