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Kiana Khansmith
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@equestar8007
It is not improper for a lady to keep a pet. As long as he knows where he belongs.
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It always feels so good when my Miss points to Her feet. That level of control, the deep bond, Her dominance and confidence, Her happiness knowing I belong to Her. Kneeling for Her is pure bliss. #FLR ❤️
vintage
It's what any red-blooded bull would do.
"You did a good job cleaning my floors. I can really tell you spent hours on your hands and knees, scrubbing and polishing, until they were immaculate.
Now, clean them again.
Why? Because I said so.
Also, when I return this evening with my date, I want you lying face-down by the door, so that we can wipe our feet on you. Is that a simple enough instruction for you to understand?
Good boy. Now get back to scrubbing my floors."
"What are you waiting for? Lick it clean. Tell me how good it tastes. Tell me what an honour it is to lick the shit off my boots."
"I've starved you for three days now, so you would think you'd show a little more gratitude now that I'm finally letting you eat.
Now, I want every single speck of mud and horse shit licked off of my boots immediately, or next time I'll starve you for a week.
It should be easy for you - licking boots is what peasants do best."
It was time once again to play guess the boot length.
Madam Kahina was understanding of your pig shit intellect, but even you must’ve known that those boots would rise far beyond the hem of her spectacular leather skirt.
Your prize? To have your worthless genitals trampled over.
Don’t say she never rewards stupidity.
"It's no use pretending. We know what you are and we know how to use you, so get on your fucking knees, loser."
Good boy, now clean up your mess and lick it off