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“You’re a very troublesome slave; rather impertinent.”
“Maybe so, Mistress, but I’m yours.”
She still smiled. Indian Sex Above where I dare to lift my vision is her black corset. When the opportunity arose I leant over and planted my lips right above her knee. The tip of the crop appeared under my chin, forcing my face up to look into hers. If you’re good for your Mistress, I’ll allow you to kiss a bit higher than my thigh… after your punishment.”
“Yes Mistress,” I reply falling back to my knees. I looked at her briefly then dropped to my knees. My back felt scorched and I dreaded to think what wearing a shirt would be like tomorrow. Her pulling away this time was too slow to be filled with indignant rage again. You know I’d rather die, than to fuck this up wouldn’t get another try. //////////////////////////
Kneeling naked with my arms tied behind my back I watch her as she circles in front of me again.
