At the end of My tight chain, the owned slave crawls after My boots. I have brought the slave for a walk through the Woodlands slave Trail. slave struggles along the dirty rocky path, naked with its hands and knees scraping through the thorny ground. Panting after My high heeled patent ankle boots, struggling to keep up. My boots sink into the dirt and are getting filthier with each step.
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