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I wait.

On my knees, my hands clasped behind my back, just as he likes, my head bowed.

I wait for his pleasure.

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I sink to my knees, the black pencil skirt restricting my movements. I clasp my hands behind my back and look straight ahead as you slowly walk around me, inspecting me from all angles. You reach across and loosen my hair from the bun I'd spent ages creating, arranging it around my face, stroking it gently. You straddle my legs from behind, ( Read more... )