...and trailing the crop Over my bare skin.. Orders he, "Miss Sub, sit !" A sensation of flick in my muscle all over.. I sit over my heels.. I move my neck, closing my eyes As if feeling the trails of crops.. And "Mmm.." I moan, a bit.. ... (In caption) (Quote295) Excited I was, To be the sub of him, but.. "Is he gonna hurt me?" Was also the question. Undresses he, mine burlap sack.. Orders he, to turn around.. I did as he orders..
