You always wanted to visit Africa.
I think Mistress Kennya will give you a taste of the dark continent.
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You always wanted to visit Africa.
I think Mistress Kennya will give you a taste of the dark continent.
“You are absolutely fucking useless, Robert. I’m bending over, offering myself to you….dressed like a whore.”
“And all you can do is struggle in that straitjacket and hood. Maybe that butt plug is pleasuring you more than I could? Well in that case……I’ll keep you stuffed.”
In the lair of the Huntresses. The faded bloodstains of your predecessors still stained the floor.
At least yours will brighten it up, eh?
The lady Kalinda. New hair, new boots, new gloves and new whip.
Same old piggy you, though.
“You know, cunt. I’m actually glad to see you. Now, lie face down on the floor.”
“I’m going to kick your balls into your vagina.”
“Which one am I using? You stupid pig……I’m using all of them. Slowly, surely and thoroughly.”
Some down time for the Madam. Flaying your worthless hide is quite tiring.
2 against 1.
As it should be.
Some ladies just exude power, authority and outright superiority.
Madame Catarina is the leather and booted standard here.
You hadn’t fully comprehended how much work was required. The boss has changed into something whole lot more bitchy…..and your job was in peril.
If you feel that the tasks at work were beneath you, just imagine how fucking worthless you’re going to feel after tonight. Going home to wifey and little Jimmy….safe in the knowledge that you’re a corporate bitch.
Oh, and she’ll be calling you to her service just about any time she wants.
A muzzled appreciation of your Madam’s attire would be sufficient for the moment.
When she returns, those boot spurs will loosen your tongue nicely.
“What’s your hurry, Oliver? I haven’t finished with you yet. So take your clothes off and head back into the bedroom.”
“The cuffs are on the side table.”
“Come here. It’s time to break you in.”
The stable boy needed some elementary education. What better place to start?
How can anyone refuse such an offer?
You fucking can’t.
Schools out. Students looking for trouble…..
In legal terms, she was your wife. In all other aspects, she was your supreme Mistress. Even now, after hours of dutifully pleasing and pleasuring her, your cage is tighter than ever.
A final check of her outfit, and she’s heading out to see her latest gentleman friend. Rich, handsome, successful and also a faithful devotee of her magnificence.
He too will be brought to your level of wretched simpery….except, his wallet is so much bigger than yours.
Don’t wait up.