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Subject: {ASSM} GenericJoe's Images : 0010 (MM BDFSM)
Date: Fri,  4 Jul 2003 15:10:03 -0400
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Images by GenericJoe <genericjoe.org>

In deference to short pieces, to Suki's images from when I was first
finding my bdsm-self, I am going to work on a series of images, most
of which will have a bdsm theme of some kind or another, all short.
At least three a week (but I'd love to do them daily.)

As they are posted, the images will be archived at
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/


0010 (MM BDFSM) Master had an extravagant, wonderful shoe.  For him,
it was just the one shoe -- really a boot -- which he knelt in front of
right now.  It was black leather, and had been a bit dusty -- Master
hadn't worn it in a while, but now it shone with the wetness from his
own saliva.

He had licked it all, the arch on the right, where his shoe curved
inward, the long areas, rising up to Master's knees -- but not closer,
no matter how much he wanted to nuzzle in His crotch.  He spent extra
time on the metal toe of the boot, licking and buffing it with his face
until he saw his own wretched image in it.

He saw a spot that still seemed dusty, and licked it.  His balls grew
hard against the ropes that wrapped them, and wrapped his body binding
his hands behind him. His body rocked and shifted, pulling on his balls
as he moved from section to section of Master's shoe.

Master reached down and stroked his hair, murmuring noises of appraisal,
pointing out parts that he had missed, making him a better slave to
Master.  Sweat trickled down his head, his back, he shifted his arms,
and felt the pain jolt in his balls.  He licked Master's shoe.

Master grabbed him cruelly by the hair. "Stop," he said, "Let me look
at your work."  He bent his leg, examining the boot he wore.  "Good,
good, good," he said.  "I think you are learning."

Master pulled the rope between his arms and balls, tightening it around
his balls, making his cock flex in anticipation.  "Now you only have to
do the other one, slave, and I may let you come."

He shivered then, in anticipation, and his Master thrust his head at
the other shoe.


(C) GenericJoe, 2003
http://www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/genericjoe/www/images/image0010.html

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