The taste of obedience: Giada learns to worship Matriarch Ezada Sinn’s sweat

Description: Me and giada have just finished an intense workout, my body glistening with the proof of my effort. yet, she has the nerve to question me: asking if i showered this morning, even daring to suggest that my scent is "intense." as if my natural aroma needs to be tamed for her delicate senses. she even has the audacity to question whether i used anti-perspirant.how pathetic. such a narrow, patriarchal mindset. this is the raw, powerful scent of a woman in control: unapologetic and pure. if she cannot appreciate it willingly, i will teach her to savour it. her tongue will worship my sweaty armpits, tasting every drop of my dominance.i do not care if she enjoys it. what i care about is her obedience. after our workout, she needs to stay hydrated, and the only drink she will be allowed is the salty sweat of my skin. she will learn that my sweat is not something to question, it is a gift to be consumed.