She helped her to her feet and the crowd were clapping and cheering, slave looked up at the Grand Master and he nodded his acknowledgement of her endu...ance and although slave could not see his face, she knew that she had pleased him.Her attendee took her leash and led her back to her wheel but this time each slave was not laid on it just attached to it so that none of them could walk away. “Rest now“, she heard her attendee say and she lay on the ground allowing her nipples to adjust back to. And then we beg for more.Yes, I know. I married a bastard. Don't ask me why. It seemed the thing to do at the time. What did I know? He was good looking, wealthy, popular, wealthy, witty, smooth, wealthy... Ah, well, you get the picture.I should have been forewarned, even before we got married. I met him in high school, he was three years my senior. I was awed. He impressed me. He hypnotized me.He went to study law at Harvard. So law was the thing for me. I struggled in his wake at a New York. Finally..what I had been waiting for all day..her foot right in front of my face. I took a deep smell of her toes, her sweaty, stinky toes. I loved it. I loved it so much i took another, and another. I put one toe in my mouth, then another, then another, until her whole foot was in my mouth. i moved my tongue all over, and i could see her shaking with pleasure. She brought her other foot to my face without me even having to ask. I licked one foot, then the other, took a deep breathe of one,. Effie liked talking to her grandmother. Of course, she was ancient - 60 or more, Effie guessed - but Liza always treated Effie as just another of her friends and the way she dressed, with very much her own style, made Effie think that she was quite cool in a way. Effie never felt like a kid when Liza was around."It's been fun, Grandmama," Effie replied. Like all girls she'd joined the New Opportunity youth organisation at eighteen. The last year had been a full one as she'd learned about the.