Femdom pet story
Jul 7, Hell, I even like how pretty fish are to look at, but you're right – I want a pet I can play with.” He smiled silently, his this thoughts racing as lips.
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Femdom pet story. They stood a little aloof while he was talking to their niece, who, astonished and confused, scarcely dared lift her eyes to his face, and knew .
Description:My Mistress, my Owner has total control of my life. She controls every facet of my meagre existence. I could have been left to try and survive on the streets of Bucharest locked in chastity for ever. She reached down and lifted my chin with the handle of Her whip, the whip that had repeatedly lashed down on my back earlier. She looked down on me, a pathetic simpering wreck, and spoke as She smiled a wickedly sadistic smile.
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