In the velvet shroud of midnight, my pathetic pet shivers at the gas station’s neon glow, coat parting to bare his locked cock and plugged ass to the biting wind. He stumbles in stilettos, pissing like a dog against the wall while strangers gawk. Inside, he grovels at the counter, begging for mercy I withhold. … Mission Station – Shy Bitch Takes Up The Courage
I spy my worthless pet ambling along the sun-dappled park trail, his eyes downcast in anticipation. With a wicked grin, I command him to kneel before me, right there amid the oblivious walkers. He drops instantly, groveling at my feet, tongue extended to polish my dusty sandals with desperate licks. I grind my heel into … In Public – Lick Spit Before Hundreds Walkers – Bad Humiliation
In the flickering glow of the menu board, I lead my collared pet through the throng of vanilla mortals, his leash invisible but taut in my grip. “Beg for our feast,” I whisper, my stiletto heel pressing his calf as he stammers the order, vibrator buzzing remotely in his shame. Oblivious cashiers hand over trays; … 20121026