Under the Arch
Darkened, over worked souls, balance on the tips of stiletto daggers.
Stabbing inflicted under the keystone of the longitudinal arch.
Warm black tongues glide from the vamp section atop the toe box to the tight shaft.
Though in pain she limps down the catwalk
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