Maybe that was stage three? XXX In the old stables, I found a black leather
harness. Either she was a virgin, or
she had fucked very rarely. I whipped the bottle out of my pocket, and unscrewed
the lid. “Shut it, girl!” I told her firmly. “Wha.. Every time you
disobey an order, something bad will happen. So anyway, I decided to bring her back here. And this was a brilliant opportunity, probably
the best I’d get in a while. I
also got a couple of small security cameras. She was definitely feeling something. Her eyes were wide and staring, as reality and clarity
came back to her. She walked tenderly, her legs sore from their
tight bondage during the previous night. She was shaved clean, to my delight, and her pink lips
were tight and unspoiled.
