Beaten for the Queens Feet

And sit next to my throne. Gently.

Up here. Your shift your highness.

Kiss the throne. Jesus Christ, he is crazy.

I didn't say you kiss anything. I told you to take off my shoes.

Take order. You fucking moron.

You would not even come closer. I am your friend.

Just sit there. And I hope my feet smell horribly after being in these stockings all afternoon.

Get ready. Dirty feet. Dirty person. Dirty thing. Dirt.

Are you ready you little fucking shit?

I'm sorry, who? Oh no. Who? Your mistakes are costing you.

Ten extra whips. For getting my name wrong.

I'm sorry. Are you ready for your ten whips?

Please beat the shit out of him while he is doing this.

Isn't her feet lovely? Oh look at him, he has little tears coming out of his face.

Isn't her feet lovely? Yes, princess.

Can you turn it on? Yes.

If that dick gets hard, I'm cutting it off with a pair of fucking shears.

From my sacred stone guard. Yes, princess, I am.

You want to come, don't you? Huh?

Back to my feet. Nobody told you to stop.

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