Doubly Secure

The two pretty, uniformed security-guard mistresses demand, and receive, the utmost respect from me as I lickshine their identical, black leather, uniform shoes – not least because one of them has grabbed the public-use whip and is holding it over me, threateningly!

Afterwards, as they are leaving me, they congratulate one another on having nice, shiny shoes for work, and talk openly about their superiority over me and how I am fit only to taste where they have been walking.













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