I know you just love me in wet-look PVC. You love the way it shines, the way it clings to my skin, encasing my curves within its grip, and you love the sound it makes when I spank myself. You also love the way it smells, especially when it’s all stinky after I’ve been sweating in it for days on end. I’ll tolerate you perving on me on one condition: you suck dick for me. And more than that. You worship it. You get on your fucking knees and take whichever cock I command you to. Or else.