Bound and displayed just as she intended. The restraints hold him firm, every muscle stilled, yet the energy between them pulses — electric, undeniable, alive.
Without a word, Mistress lifts her foot and brings it to his lips. The command is silent, but he understands it perfectly. This is ritual. This is devotion. He knows what’s expected — and with reverence, he begins, his tongue meeting the smooth, gleaming surface of her rubber toes, offering himself one lick at a time.
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