Chapter 84
by 
Abdulalahazred
What's next?
Kneel on the floor
You get down on your knees in front of Mr. Markley, acutely aware of his eyes on you as you move. You feel your breasts move on your ribcage, shifting as you shift your weight.
Once you're kneeling, you look up at Mr. Markley. His knees flank your shoulders; you're basically between his legs now. His flannel trouser fabric brushes gently against your upper arms.
Your eyes start at his face, then move downward, over his chest - he's wearing a shirt much like the ones he had you iron for him - to his groin. Under the grey trouser fabric, there's a very large, stiff mound.
“Kiss it,” he commands.