She looked like what she was: a human being trained, taught, dressed – packaged! – to be a sex toy
Go back . Now her voice was high and husky, the way the Prince – her first owner – had liked it. He’d had the basics of the slave-owner relationship explained to him, and he knew in theory that every save he played with wanted desperately to please him, and that all their cries and shrieks of pleasure were utterly genuine
. . I knew I couldn’t sit around the house, waiting, for 35 minutes; I’d be a worse wreck than I already was
She looked like what she was: a human being trained, taught, dressed – packaged! – to be a sex toy
Go back . Now her voice was high and husky, the way the Prince – her first owner – had liked it. He’d had the basics of the slave-owner relationship explained to him, and he knew in theory that every save he played with wanted desperately to please him, and that all their cries and shrieks of pleasure were utterly genuine
. . I knew I couldn’t sit around the house, waiting, for 35 minutes; I’d be a worse wreck than I already was
She looked like what she was: a human being trained, taught, dressed – packaged! – to be a sex toy
Go back . Now her voice was high and husky, the way the Prince – her first owner – had liked it. He’d had the basics of the slave-owner relationship explained to him, and he knew in theory that every save he played with wanted desperately to please him, and that all their cries and shrieks of pleasure were utterly genuine
. . I knew I couldn’t sit around the house, waiting, for 35 minutes; I’d be a worse wreck than I already was
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