Toms grabs you off is chest and sits up a bit. He then places you next to his black furred and padded paws which are almost twice as tall as you.
Once Tom sets you down, he rolls over on his stomach... From the other end of the bed you hear him speak. "Go ahead and start licking my paws, I'll tell you when to stop, and If I don't feel your tongue to my paw, you will be punished, and whatever the punishment is, it will be far worse then this".
You see why he laid on his stomach... it was so you could reach his toes and ball of his paw.
Still thunderstruck from this whole ordeal, you warily make your way to his black padded toes which flexed a little as you approached. Once in arms reach, a musky scent hits you... You can't quite place it, but it smells....
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