This was so unlike her, a part of her mind noted, but it was drowned out by the overwhelming need she felt. Normally she would start slow, imagining t...e foreplay her fantasy man would engage in, before finally climaxing as he thrust his hard cock inside her. But not tonight, no, tonight it was all about urgency, the need to cum and she didn't have the time to construct a full-blown fantasy, relying instead on the myriad images that swam uncontrolled through her mind.It wasn't until after the. It was not difficult to find the room, there was only one on the floor- clearly the apartments were very large.I was just about to knock on the door when it opened - clearly someone had been waiting for me. But to my surprise (and pleasurable shock) it was not the amazing Fiona, but a tiny Vietnamese girl (she looked about 13 but was actually 15 years old, I later discovered), wearing a pair of tight white hot pants, a black leather collar – and nothing else. She was less than 5’ tall, and she. Albert ... meet ... Torgau ... Saint Wendelin day ... Duke Ernst."The eyes of the Count narrowed."That damnable woman plans treason! Saint Wendelin's day, that's two days hence. That's where she is going, not into St. Ursula's, for praying. I'll thwart her yet! I know where she'll have to cross the river. Up, Joerg, let's rouse the bodyguard. We shall ride within the hour. I can't trust Grumm with this business; his loyalties are mixed, and he'll try to warn her to avoid a confrontation."'Her',. I quickly used two pairs of handcuffs on each of them, wrists and ankles, with the chain looped through to hogtie them. I then put penis gags in both of their mouths. As they came around, they started to cry, and I ran my hands up under their skirts and then felt their breasts through their dresses. I got in the limo and drove to my storage unit. I already had my new piece of furniture ready. It was a king-sized bed. I first carried Ashley in and recuffed her wrist to ankle with her legs.
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