“On your knees…”

The crisp edge in the Dominant’s voice made the submissive gulp slowly then nod quickly while scrambling to obedience. Watching as pants unzipped and a thong the colors of the Somalian flag pulled to the side.

“Put that prettyboi mouth to work.”

Eagerly, the submissive buried their face into the wet mound, sucking and licking greedily.  

Afterwards, the submissive looked up, with doe-big eyes. “Does this make us lesbians?”

“Not at all. Lesbians got nothing on this trans-afabulous cuntboi magic.”