He kept it up, here a touch, there a whack, until I was up on all fours. I felt Him, smelled His musky scent, yet I heard no words, nor could I see Hi.... Who was He? He tapped me atop my head, I lowered my head slightly. It was repeated until my lips touched His boot. A firmer slash across my rear instructed me. I started to lick by feel, cleaning His boots alternately, tasting the ash and dust. It seemed like hours before His light tap told me to stop. I rose back on all fours. The crop. If there was any friction in their house today, it was forgotten now."This is my favorite part of the day," one of the girls said cheerfully, feeling for the girls' chairs, "even if I can't get boned."Anthony stood between the beanbags, barefoot in jeans and a comfortable cotton button down shirt with his sleeves rolled up."Anthony?" I'm here."The girl's hand bumped into his arm and he held it, searched for her other hand, and held that too."I'm Thursday," she started, "but I guess you knew. More

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