Bent over for the Madam
"Crawl over here!" he was told. Madam had a wickedswing, so he knew better than to argue. He did his best toposition himself the way she had pointed for him to do. Shestood before him in all her glory with the cruelest instrumentof torture. He hated and loved it when Madam chose to givehim her attentions. "Now, worship my feet as you havebeen taught!" he crouched farther down and begankissing each one of her toes. She allowed him to gently suckle eachand every toe. He gave her his softest...
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