SHIRLEY OBEDIENTLY PUSHED HER FACE INTO THE RUNNING CUM THAT
dribbled down the back of the Chesterfield and on to the oak floor. Here it formed a small puddle at Zelda's feet.
The slut sucked at the black leather. Earlier deposits had started to dry and needed much work by licking . Its wrists, still being clipped to its collar made balance difficult. This problem was aggravated by Zelda pulling and tugging Shirley's balls as they swung in their splitter between its thighs. She squeezed them like fruit in her closed hands. She smacked them from side to side with her crop. She stood and pulled the leash upwards and nearly lifting the slut off of its knees.
All through this, Shirley continued with its task. Its mouth becoming full of its own cum. Having cleaned the back of the sofa it pushed its mouth down onto the floor to deal with the puddle. A forceful pressure on the back of its neck from Zelda's foot turned its face into a floor cloth.
This cruel teasing continue until all signs of the cum had been taken up into the slut's mouth, or remained on its raw face.
"Oh look at you now slut! You look disgusting ! Get cleaned up. We are going out!" T.B.C.
