Another kinky moment by Mister X.
He winged at the sharp crack on his ass. White paint radiated outward and he felt all of his willfulness melting away. Vigorously he turned and strained against his chains, pulling the weighty cart behind him into the city limits. His Lordship was late for church and this would not stand.
All Mister X articles
The interview with Mister X
Photostories by Chirenon
Comic Strips by Frank Fellows.