Collared and leashed, My boy is ordered to worship My days sweat beneath My delicate armpits. First through My t-shirt, the damp, warm inviting place that he longs to place his nose. I drag him round by his leash to both armpits, placing him exactly where I want him and he cant help but profess his complete euphoria over the scent and warmth. When I feel satisfied he has gotten everything he can from My t-shirt, I remove it and allow him to worship My bare armpit, tasting it, licking softly, smelling it, pure worship.

Collared and leashed, My boy is ordered to worship My days sweat beneath My delicate armpits. First through My t-shirt, the damp, warm inviting place that he longs to place his nose. I drag him round by his leash to both armpits, placing him exactly where I want him and he cant help but profess his complete euphoria over the scent and warmth. When I feel satisfied he has gotten everything he can from My t-shirt, I remove it and allow him to worship My bare armpit, tasting it, licking softly, smelling it, pure worship.