ESCAPE TO MISS BRENDA - PART FIVE
Andy dropped to the floor and knelt before his Mistress on all fours, hooded and dog-like, with his bottom upturned, his thighs parted, his scrotal ball dangling between them, and his erection hanging rampant beneath his belly.
Miss Brenda studied him. She took a long needle-like dressage whip and swished it through the air. It made a hissing sound as she spoke down to him.
"Yes!" she said, "That's the way I like a newbie! Bottom and balls up for his Mistress's pleasure! Now you can get to work on my boots, please! You'll worship them! I shall direct you!"
"Yes, Miss!"
She extended one booted foot. Andy crawled to it. He dipped his head to it and extended his tongue. He saw the tasseled tip of her whip flutter before his nose and then watched as it tapped at the pungent leather.
"Start with the toes, Slave!" she ordered from above, "And then you may work your way round to their sides, insteps and heels! Then you may work your way up their fronts, backs and sides! All the way up to my pussy and bottom!"
"Yes, Miss!" Andy whimpered.
Andy laved and licked. She watched him from above and in a side mirror. He pivoted about to approach the gleaming leather from all the angles required to kiss, lick and tongue it fully. As he pivoted behind her to service their backs she lifted their tall fine heels from the floor to allow him the fullest access. He tongued and sucked each heel slavishly.
"That's right, you big pup!" she called down to him. "Show your Mistress what a submissive, slutty thing you are!"
Carefully he worked his way up the high flanks. After a few moments he stood on his knees before her, smooching and kissing at the high, folded leather cuffs at her mid-thighs. His right hand pulled and squeezed his long erection.
"Yes, Slave Andy!" she spoke down to him. "You're a boot man, aren't you?"
"Yes, Miss!" Andy whimpered between kisses.