- Or maybe it's me - the same lady?

- Not. This, I think, was before your birth!

- I would like to. These are the nuances give birth to my slaves. It is necessary to throw out something like this, to go down in the history of BDSM.

Clinging to different empty topics like "about the weather." Hurt one, my favorite.

- Listen! - Says the Lady. “You're a big fan and a subtle pedicure connoisseur?”

- Not at all. I just admire them in life. And the technique of execution, varnishes ... tools ...

- I'm just about the external effect. Check it out, like it to you.

She pulls the leg, pulled into a white mesh stocking and a beautiful black and white boot, thrown over the other knee. The hint is clear. I get up and crouch next to her legs. Starting to unzip the boot zipper.

- Man, where are your manners? Before you lady! - She puts a smile on my shoulder and forces me to kneel down. Mrs. ordered to obey and I'm already sitting on my heels. The lock at the boot is on the back line through the heel, the zipper parted and I already hold the removed shoe in my hands. But! The white mesh of the stocking under the boot of gray is obviously dirty in color, besides it is wet through from the female sweat!

- What is surprised? - Tightening a cigarette, asks the Lady. “Yes, the mistress’s dirty, wet feet.” I'm an authoritative domina, I make the rules myself and all my slaves are delighted with the fetish of dirty feet with a smell. For three days I did not specifically wash my feet and do not give up washing stockings. The sweat in the toe of the boot is still squishing. So, pedicure?

Of course her fingers are amazingly beautiful, and the black shiny lacquer with silver specks is undeniably beautiful, as I inform the Lady.

- Are you from the Caucasus or sunny Moldova?

- The father is Ossetian, the mother is Russian.

- The southerners have very beautiful fingers, even, the northerners - often problems with the second and third fingers, bend or emit.

- You check out the leg of the dominoes in general. - The lady suddenly pokes her toes on my lips and presses them.

- Do you smell moisture and smell?

My Mistress in a piquant situation and you need to compensate for this awkwardness, to substitute a man's shoulder, so that I endure other people's dirty and smelly feet on my mouth. She chafing:

- This is - the smell of a woman's legs, sweat from sex! Spicy and sweet with sourness! Look how your penis immediately bounced! I ask you to comment as an expert.

Fingers brazenly drilled my mouth. I tolerate it. The tongue mechanically licked the salty mesh of the stocking.

- And the taste? Olives and peach! Salt and sugar, and a little spice for charm! Do you feel

I am careful not to offend her moving away from my leg.

- Yes, everything is fine. Sexy legs. A pedicure - shine.

- It's not even that. This is sex! Real Grand Femdom! The dream of every slave, now and in the future!

I'm trying to get up, but Lady is holding me back. Her wet foot smeared on my cheek, there was a wet sweaty mark.

- Well, where are you with such an erection? Do you know why you guys are sticking out from the smell of women's feet and our sweat? This is from your primitive past, when Pithecanthropus sniffed and licked its female! That left the genetic memory. When the erection disappears completely, do not eat Viagra, and sweat lick, you can help, believe me! So, guys, lick our sweaty legs, armpits and crotches, sniff our poop, drink female urine and your animal will help you out in difficult times! Let's suck leg and cum, while there is no Mistress! How it all goes on will not be known!

- Sorry, I can not. This is not because I'm afraid of the Lady. I very much protect our fragile and beautiful world with Mrs. Sorry ... you are beautiful, you have a lot of slaves ... FIG Do you need me? And the erection ... where it will go ... wait, Mistress - the Great Woman, everything will work out, maybe a little bit later ...

I sit in the chair. The boot stands at her flaming leg. The lady is clearly annoyed.

- What a fool. It's good that you poke me. Let's talk frankly! What is great about her? Lives old charm, the body flakes. He is sitting now, his panga is studying where he is in heat!

- More polite, please!

“Okay, don't be mad.” Judge for yourself, without emotion. I am young, beautiful, passionate, in sex more skillful than her!

- Well, really! You are beautiful, no doubt, but the princess is getting nicer, everything is more rosy and whiter ...

- What do you have from her? One of my dirty, but the magic button will give you a hundred orgasms! Your Mistress is a beautiful cake, and I am a fragrant fire barbecue, but a real man will always choose meat!

- You know, I listen to you and I remember the novel “Theater” by S. Maugham. There, a young whirlpool is trying to lower the mature theatrical superstar Julia Lambert. And how Julia does it professionally! Simple and elegant. Read, you will understand a lot! Mistress - my sun, my air, I live it. Tell me straight, why do you need me ... or is she?

- How long have you been with her?

- All life. Only met not immediately.

- Listen and memorize. You still crawl to me on my belly and become my slave, the slave of my legs, the toilet slave, my cattle, the floor cloth, the ashtray, the spittoon, the toilet bowl ... with everything I say! You are doomed. Calm down and accept this thought. I will give you the same literary link: either I. Bunin, or A. Kuprin argued that a man with time may forget the name of a woman, her appearance, voice, but he smells her scent to remember all his life. And the smell of this woman will chase him! You know the smell and taste of my vagina and my legs, how I smell during orgasm and you will look for me. Look for a male looking for a female with heat. Kissing the lady legs, you will remember my, and cunniling her will be associated with the juice of my pussy. You've been changing your hostess for several hours already, without knowing it!

- I do not believe. Excluded. I adore my Treasure. She is super! In addition, we have a special connection, tightly!

“Ha-ha!” “Pedestal” ?, nonsense, fairy tales, and you, like, an adult boy, or pumped you up with something, or hypnosis ... most likely glitches. Didn't go to a psychiatrist? Tell him about “Pedestal ", Together laugh, at the same time and heal!

“So why do you have to break us up?” Only without lies!

- What for? But I need everything! And the job has already been done! You know who I am?

“A practitioner, a young domino, you walk in authority, a good friend of my Lady, hang out in the BDSM center.”

- And the name?

“I know that Lady is for sessions.” All slaves have dominoes then Lady, then Madame, then Mistress, then Mistress ... Well, and you are known as ... sorry, Gingem!

“Why excuse me?” Yes, I am Gingham. I'm proud. Evil sorceress, who wished to destroy the human race.

- She finished badly. She was soaked at the very beginning of the epic. The house fell on his head. Not even a literary hero. So, plot plot.

- I thought you were smarter! If it were not for Gingham, there would be nothing at all, no one would have known about the Magic Country and the Road paved with Yellow Brick! Gingem like a trigger for a shot! Bickford fuse cord! But let's talk about the main thing. Do you know who your lady is, her real name?

“First, she is my only Mistress.” Secondly, for so many years, of course, I know her name, maiden name, and image in your circles. Your brethren call her the Black Queen.

- Yes, this is the Black Queen for me. Scary chess piece! In power is terrible. A legend that almost no one saw. Our old pervert bisexual Speaker of the BDSM community, who holds our sessions and forums, claims that he once knew her whip and kissed her boot. Many people believe him. Believe that the Black Queen flogs ...