Olivia Chevron


Sit ! Lie down ! No.
Kneel before my eyes.
I will not listen
to your pleads, to your cries.
You are my slave,
and I, your master.
Now do as youre told!
Quickly, faster!
You will obey
every word I say.
And, if you speak,
start with: Mistress, if I may?
Or my whip will crack
on your naked flesh.
Oh, you like my stockings?
These fishnets? This mesh?
And my boots, heeled high
all the way up to my thigh?
And my breasts squeezed together
have you on a tight tether.
Now, lick my boots,
and suck my toes,
until my juice
over the latex flows.
And put inside me
your fingers and thumb,
and hear me squeal,
until I shiver and come ...
Thursday 25 January 2007


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