And had he not, himself, often enough, required exactly this posture of her? "Belly, and to me, slave," said the officer.
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Ellen went to her belly and, across the wet floor, through the opened gate of the empty cage, across the dry, straw-strewn floor, squirmed to his feet.
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She then lay before him, prone, her head turned to the right, her elbows bent, the palms of her hands on the floor.
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"Do you not know enough to kiss a man's feet?" she was asked.
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Ellen, now no more than a young, enslaved beauty, Earth and her Ph.
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far behind her, kissed his feet, submissively, a docile slave.
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"Slut, slut!" chided Selius Arconious.
And had he not, himself, often enough, required exactly this posture of her? "Belly, and to me, slave," said the officer.
Ellen went to her belly and, across the wet floor, through the opened gate of the empty cage, across the dry, straw-strewn floor, squirmed to his feet.
She then lay before him, prone, her head turned to the right, her elbows bent, the palms of her hands on the floor.
"Do you not know enough to kiss a man's feet?" she was asked.
Ellen, now no more than a young, enslaved beauty, Earth and her Ph.
far behind her, kissed his feet, submissively, a docile slave.
"Slut, slut!" chided Selius Arconious.
- (Prize of Gor, Chapter )