Please," she said, but more as a demand, than a simple request.Honestly, now that I she'd asked me to do that, I felt slightly embarrassed because I h...d such a small cock. I was partly afraid that she might laugh at me when she saw it, even though it was as erect as it was possible to be!"Please?!" Tara said again. "Don't be self-conscious. Okay? It's okay. I just want you to have an orgasm. Don't worry about the size of your cock. Okay? Just come. For me, please."So, I knelt on the mattress. „Jetzt kommt aber nichts perverses?“ erkundigt sich Laura. „Ne… Also. Wie soll ich sagen. Auf Internetseiten bieten Menschen Geld für Bilder von schönen Frauenfüßen.“ Antworte ich ihr. Laura zögert einen Moment und denkt nach. „Du möchtest also Bilder von mir und meinen Füßen machen? Echt dafür zahlen Männer Geld?“. Mein Mund ist ganz trocken. Ich bringe nur ein zaghaftes Nicken zustande. „Und dafür muss ich mich nicht ausziehen, sondern nur meine Füße zeigen?“ hackt Laura nochmal nach. „Ganz. First, it was just at his home, and then he insisted on it in his office. Sometimes, several times per day; usually after a questionable business decision, he would call me in to administer his punishment.I realized that he had changed and I no longer liked the man he was becoming. After several long talks, we broke things off, yet I remained his friend and right-hand woman. He moved on quickly, usually with strippers from the various clubs he owned. I dated but had no one in particular; I. This scared me, but before I knew it she had handed me a small purse and grabbed my arm and escorted me out the door.Waiting for the elevator I began to protest, but was reminded that if I did everything would just end. We had gone too far to stop now, so I nervously stood there and said nothing.When the elevator door opened, I couldn't believe who was inside. The same girl from earlier, this time with a guy on her arm was apparently heading out for the evening. I hoped she wouldn't recognize.