A muted grunt was caught in his throat as she stung his back again the with crop, his nose hovering just above her foot.  David's ribs expanded further with his breathing deep and steady as he tried to calm his nerves and hold his words back, although he wanted to threaten to coat her face with his seed; a somewhat shocking notion for David, who stuck to more mundane topics in his fantasy world.<br/><br/><br/>"Okay..." he he finally whispered before letting the full length of his out stretched tongue move along the side of her shoe, the very faint taste of dust making him want to gag.  Even worse was the wet sounds of Keiko's mouth on Michael's cock, the whole situation seeming unfair as David forgot that Keiko was forced against her will.  Still, David's cock was sore and his balls needed some form of relief from the binding, which hadn't slackened in the slightest.  At this point, he cared not if he came, it was a matter of getting this damn rope off.<br/><br/><br/>If all it took to get this over with was licking her shoes, he could muster the strength and lose the dignity, even going so far as to trace his tongue across her ankle, placing one quick kiss there before attending to the other side of her heel.<br/><br/>