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“These glasses make us look smart, right girls? Now those guys will respect us for our minds!”
“These glasses make us look smart, right girls? Now those guys will respect us for our minds!”
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Mistressleah: That’s It, Stay Still And Wait, Your Owner Will Be Back Soon What A Nice Room Decoration. Every House Should Have One.
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She Blushed, Feeling The Humiliation Coloring Her Cheeks. He&Amp;Rsquo;D Broken Her Down, Stripped Her Of Most Of Her Dignity, But He&Amp;Rsquo;D Kept Everything Private So Far. Now He&Amp;Rsquo;D Made Her Dress Like A Cheap Whore Of A Servant And Brought Out
She Wanted To Run.. To Do *Anything* At All&Amp;Hellip; But She Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Move. He&Amp;Rsquo;D Left Her Able To Think, Remembering Who And What She&Amp;Rsquo;D Been, But That Part Of Her Could Only Cry Out In Her Mind&Amp;Hellip;. Her Body Was Now Nothing But
That&Amp;Rsquo;S Right. Get Down On Your Knees And Put Your Hands In Your Hair. Push Those Tits Out More. Then You Can Beg Your Master To Use His Little Rubberdoll However He Wishes.
Now, If You Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Want Me To Use You Like A Dumb Blonde Fuckpuppet&Amp;Hellip; To Leave You Dripping With Cum, Disgraced And Humiliated For Everyone To See&Amp;Hellip; Just Say &Amp;Lsquo;No&Amp;Rsquo; *Mmffghhr* That Doesn&Amp;Rsquo;T Sound Like 'No&Amp;Rsquo; To Me.
&Amp;Ldquo;That&Amp;Rsquo;S Right&Amp;Hellip; All Fours, Just Like That. Keep That Ass Pushed Up And Your Legs Apart.&Amp;Rdquo; He Commanded. She Glared At Him, Trying To Fight It, But She Couldn&Amp;Rsquo;T Help Herself. As Strong As She Was, She Knew She Need The Humilia
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The Doe Eyed Look Of Trust, The Innocence Of The Outfit&Amp;Hellip; It Just Makes Me Want To Totally Defile Her.
She Stood In The Doorway, Blushing. The Only Thing She Wore That Would Remind Anyone She Used To The Mistress Of The Household Were The Boots She Wore, Which He Only Allowed Because He Told Her They Made Her Look Like A Stripper. &Amp;Ldquo;Master&Amp;Hellip;
&Amp;Ldquo;Hang Up The Phone. Your Boyfriend Can Wait. We Need To Have A Chat About How Poorly You&Amp;Rsquo;Ve Performed Today.&Amp;Rdquo;
&Amp;Ldquo;What Do You Think You&Amp;Rsquo;Re Doing? Did I Tell You That You Were Allowed On The Furniture?&Amp;Rdquo; The Words Hit Her Like A Slap. Who The Hell Was This Man To Order Her Around? This Was Her Home. She Was In Charge. &Amp;Ldquo;Get Down On The
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