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THE MISTRESS’S KISS.

You are lying on the ground at my feet. I lean in towards your face, meeting your gaze directly. With a gentle touch, I lift your chin and open your mouth. As you see my lips moving closer to yours, you anticipate a kiss. But instead, you feel my saliva dripping into your throat as I spit into your mouth. You recoil in disgust yet also feel a strange sense of honor.

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