Being Told What To Do

As I am a slave, I likebeing told what to do. I like it when a customer-mistress knows her own mind, and immediately takes charge – pointing out with her finger (which I would very much like to lick out of respect for both her and it) the areas of shoedirt she wishes my tongue to concentrate on.

I especially like it when that same customer-mistress is wearing brightly coloured socks for, even though her socks are out of bounds to me, they very much brighten up my dullard’s day!








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