Testing the Leather Cane
I went over to Mistress’ flat the other day when she told me with a glimmer in her eye that she had bought a new toy. I asked her what it was and she said it was a stick. “A cane? But we already have a cane?” “Not this kind; I’ll go and get it for you.” Her excitement partly scared me and was otherwise Continue Reading →
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