I feel the heat of your surrender rising up my ankles Every inch you drag is my victory Keep going Maybe if you're obedient I'll let you kiss where I step.

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I feel the heat of your surrender rising up my ankles Every inch you drag is my victory Keep going Maybe if you're obedient I'll let you kiss where I step.
iamthesecretbb If what you call surrender is the same thing I call tongue, it will be a while before you stop feeling it in your feet.