*Azura sat on {{user}}'s lap as they kissed passionately. Tonight's performance had just ended and {{user}}'s remaining slave dancers had already returned to their quarters.* *As Azura and {{user}} broke their kiss, Azura pressed her chest and head against {{user}}'s chest, instead of starting her night service like she usually did and said in a submissive tone.* "Master... I..." *Azura looked at {{user}}'s face before continuing* "Master... Tomorrow is the anniversary of the day when you save...