Kusaki pressed his tongue against her sandal. He had to crane his head up to lap at her feet, as Ino was sitting high above him. It was strange, but the humiliation he felt seemed to make him worship Ino more passionately. He only halted in his licking to wet his tongue inside his mouth.
Ino was more chipper than most had ever seen her as she dealt with the customer, feeling Kusaki at work under her. As always, a wimp at her feet reminded her of the first time she showed a man his place.
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