Paw Package [Patron Reward]
Because you're so conditioned to the sight of my paws, and because you ache so badly to touch them... go right ahead, footstool."
Collar the Wild - Chapter 17 - Service
He looks down at cal, who’s still kneeling by the footstool and looking a little nervous, but ultimately smiles up at him. they have a silent conversation with facial expressions which goes along this sort of line: “sorry about that.
The Emerald Oath: Epilogue - Paladin
After all, he wanted to use him as a proper footstool for a very long time. it didn't hurt to look at him, either.
Hand in Hand (Annabelle Mightypoohead fic)
She gets down from the footstool, seemingly satisfied with how dry her arm is. turning to look at you with a smug grin, she teases in a sultry tone, "i want to pick up where we left off yesterday."
Alone: Tessi and her rapist
Suffering, crying, tessi complied, fixing the couch and the footstool. she bit the socks, leaned over again, and lifted her tail. her whole body shook with fear. this time, he held her hips while he thrust.
Dean Can't Enjoy His Sandwich
With a relaxed sigh he leaned back and finally could release his paws from the thick boots, he had to wear at the construction site he worked on, and put them up on the footstool. then he switched on the television.
John and the Giant
It took him a while to locate one and even longer to grab one of the footstools from the table so he could reach high enough to grab it from the hanging cupboard. being small sucked. mostly because his mother still treated him like a boy.
Gift Horse
Now, keedee, why don't you strip yourself down and stretch yourself out across that footstool over there? that should give me just the right angle i need to properly pleasure you."
Brotherly Care
Serving as a footstool for his brother while he watched tv was still one of the best things he could hope for.
Agent's New Equipment
footstool." he said with a snap. just like before, another command was added to the loop playing in his head. "i am a bear toy." he continued to mutter as he slowly got down on all fours in front of the chair.
Raspberry Line Chapter 8 - Medicine For The Soul
She glanced at ket, who seemed in a daydream, posed on his footstool like _the thinker_. very gently she set the phone down on its cradle. kval was right, if she couldn't say it now, she wouldn't be able to say it, ever-ever. "ket?"
Forbidden Pleasure
A footstool to be exact. it was all literally, figuratively, and oh so deliciously how she treated her footstool. on a day like today it was all very normal, driana loved rubbing her feet up and down his cat like fur.