"Fine" you admit of thinking over the situation "Clearly-you can kill me whenever you like so I might as well submit"
Paris looks down at you and smiles, "Glad to hear that you've come to your senses slave-now-why don't we don't we come up with some chores for you to do." she ponders for a second and then exclaims "I know what you can do" she says excitedly and then scoops you up lifting you up to her giant mouth full of glimmering sharp teeth. "I have something stuck in the back of my mouth between my rear molars and I hate to floss-so why don't you crawl in there slave and remove the debris." You sigh and crawl inside the sticky wet cave using her tongue as a carpet and as you walk towards her molars-you can clearly see a hunk of something yellow between the two back ones that is clearly some form of half eaten food. Getting on top of the molar you begin to pull and heave at the hunk of food struggling to dislodge it. "Hurry up slave" she admonishes "Otherwise I might get tired of keeping my mouth open and might just have to bite down on you."
You pick up the pace pulling on the food with your strength when suddenly it pops out and you fall back on the back part of Paris tongue. She stars to gag and and her tongue makes a weird bucking motion flinging you...
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