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Bobby submits to the irresistible allure of Mistress Gloria's brown stockings, kneeling before her as she commands. His heart races as she steps onto his back, the cool nylon and the warmth of her feet sending shivers down his spine. Gloria's heels dig into his flesh as she grinds her soles onto his shoulders, marking him. Bobby's breath hitches, his senses overwhelmed by the sensation and the heady scent of her stockings.