Your Master smiled now and stepped a bit closer. With the same grace he knelt down with before, he now turned slowly and placed a foot behind him, sole to you. Lowering himself to the sands below, he turned his foot to the side, resting his shapely rear atop the other.
"Crawl to your Master's feet, Little Traveler... your quest is over~. You exist now only to worship me and my feet."
His voice rang out not just in the air, but in your mind, cutting through that wonderful song. You were his. You fell to your hands and began to crawl to this... this God's feet. Beginning to repeat thanks over and over, when you got to the sole, you began to kiss it.
Your journey was over.
Your God owned you.
Worship.
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Story provided by Kyleigh
Ending on a close-up of my sole, you know you wanted it~
PaleUmi
2021-10-28 20:59:46 +0000 UTC