I knew better than to answer his rhetorical question. He set me down and I kneeled on a pillow with my thighs spread and my hands behind my head with my elbows bent and my back arched. My breasts kissed the air and I swallowed hard with my eyes closed. I could hear him. Hear him walking around and playing with different toys, trying to decide what he wanted to do with me.
"Maybe I'll use wax today."
I heard a drawer open in the most leisurely way possible as I heard something roll around against the wood. He was suddenly standing in front of me, I could feel the heat radiating off his body and it was then that I heard the sharp tap of his boot against the floor. I slowly bowed down to press my lips to the instep of his boot before resting my forehead against it.
"Stand up, keep your
