Bound slave tongues the master's toes

Bonner Kathlin1992, the master, reclines on a plush chaise, one foot propped on the slave's shoulder. The slave, eyes downcast, tongues the master's sole, their breath ragged with desire. They trace the arch, the heel, each movement a testament to their devotion. The master's skin is smooth, the slave's own body responding to the intimacy, their cock straining against their restraints. The master's silence is deafening, but the slave persists, their worship a dance of power and submission.

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