Badminton



Magnificent, fit master and mistress are enjoying a sweaty game of badminton. My role is merely to watch on my hands and knees from the sideline, and then kiss their sweaty feet at the end of the match.
What’s that you ask? Who won? Well, with respect, I think I’m the only loser in this scene!

 













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