Ouija order Lover - Chapter 3: Raidrel
The dragon tried to not to look at the lump, he slid his eyes toward the canine's legs, his right leg was stretched over a small, coffee table which worked as footstool, and his left leg relaxed, bent over the right leg just a bit, those toned legs
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A meek young female set a footstool down for white wanderer and an old one brought the female a coat, placing it fussily around her shoulders as soon as she dismounted. yet more dogs - two males - came forward to take the horses.
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"you'd make a nice footstool; i'm sure my son and i will put your pillow to good use. just gotta stay down there where you belong you bitch!" he gave one final squeeze before lifting his foot off the wolf.
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“i didn’t know i get to be your footstool! what a wonderful day this is!” croc chuckles, “let’s not get ahead of ourselves, you first need to clean my throne room, my strategic center.
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I’d like to see how long he can work as a footstool.” “fun, but not like we’ll get much use out of him that way.” “good point.” “maybe he’s got a few things that we can show off with.” “oh good point,” tidus said.
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Having the hunk parade around in just his underwear, act like his loyal servant, using him as a footstool. and afterwards zeke had seemed to take his hypnotic humiliation with good humour.
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Aaron spoke up as he sat down on the footstool by the door, unlacing his boots. using a wall for balance, i stood on one foot-paw while i unwrapped the other.
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“you'll be my footstool!" tori beamed at that, his tail wagging. “really?" “ugh, yes," becky said, rolling her eyes. “am i a good boy?" tori teased. becky sighed. instead of answering she passed him a glass of water.
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“how’re you doing down there, footstool?” she eventually said, petting ruby’s head with her feet. he didn’t make much more sound than a tiny grunt.
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Left a mess behind to spite you, though, and paladin remained a footstool for a week, but still, good times! \>she thought it over. "just as good, although not as bloody."
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I recoiled in horror, and stumbled over the footstool. i fell backwards and lashed out with my arms to break my fall. incredibly, my hand caught the bedpost and my body twisted almost on its own.
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"i've been watching _you_," she said, stepping on the footstool that rested just below my legs. she straddled me as she climbed onto the operating table, her knees to either side. she spread her paws over my chest and said, "i think you'll do nicely."