SHIRLEY LISTENS TO THE MOVEMENTS OF HER MISTRESS AS SHE MOVES AROUND THE LIVING ROOM.
She can just make-out the sounds of a glass be charged. She guesses correctly that Zelda is sipping the wine that she left on the bar.
She waits for the entrance of her Mistress while still on her knees.
Resting on her haunches, her weight is heavy on her balls. She is putting herself through this discomfort as an act of self inflicted subservience to her lover and mistress,
Zelda enters the room. Shirley takes in her perfume. The sheer scent of her sets Shirley's heart pounding.
The cane is taken from her outstretched hands. She feels it wonder over her exposed flesh and waits for it to cut.
She is staring downwards at Zelda's boots.
She feels the cane twitching over her buttocks. She waits for the first strike.
It comes with a command.
"Lick my boots slut. "
Shirley rocks forward. Her face hard against Zelda's feet. Her bottom now even more accessible for the cane which continues with regular medium strength strikes. Just enough to stimulate Shirley's boot worship.
"Do you want to please me, slut ?"
"Yes Mistress"
"What will you do to please me then ,slut?"
"Whatever my Mistress wishes.I am your slut and I worship all of you Mistress."
The cuts to Shirley's bottom continued without comment for a few moments.
"I want you on your back on the bed."
Zelda spoke her demands softly.
"I want you to lay still without touching yourself. You will use only your tongue as I pleasure myself on your face."
She continued " I will cum into your mouth.
You will not waste a drop. Even if I squirt, and that is most likely. You will drink it all."
She added "If you do please me, I may let you wank. Do you understand me slut ?"
"Yes Mistress"
One final hard cut from the cane came with the order to take up her position. T.B.C.
