But I had no choice. And he knew it.For some strange reason, that hateful order, that humiliated me and made me feel a more submissive slave, made me ...delirious with pleasure.I stretched my tongue on the feet higher and forced myself to enjoy that taste disgusting. I also had to eat every single finger of his feet, licking and sucking them as if they were a small cock to worship with my tongue.I continued for about ten minutes licking those feet that smelled so much."You have to beg me to empty. .. she was small, and Graydon couldn't imagine...The rifle was in the closet, standing in the corner. It was loaded, 18 long-rifle hollow point rounds in its tubular magazine.In bare feet, shivering in fear and the cold air of the night, he grasped his rifle and jacked the lever down and back, sliding a bullet into the breech. This also cocked the prominent thumb-hammer back, ready to fire. From long habit, Graydon slid his index finger through the trigger guard. His thumb on the hammer held it. She was a real tease, though at the time I didn’t realize how intentional her teasing was. Since she was so short, she was always climbing on ladders to hang up things on the walls at school. Since I would have to stay after school for a ride home, I would help her clean the blackboards, etc. I would offer to hang stuff up on the walls for her, but she insisted that she would climb up the ladder and I was to kneel on the floor and hold it steady. How could she not know that a boy of my age,. .." Boris lumbered to his house phone and punched for Charles. "Charles? It is Boris..." You have a visitor?" Charles cut him off."Da, the negress -- she is..." I know all about it, Boris. Is she still naked?" Da." Mr. Wilson has given her to you to use for the night. She spouted a bunch of racist comments, and Mr. Wilson wants her well used, to teach her her place." Used? As in sex?" Yes. Use any hole you wish -- her mouth, her useless cunt, her ass -- keep her all night. Fill her full of.