Sex Slave

enerous amount of padding, but her back was more delicate, and the stinging strikes were peppering her skin. She attempted to evade the crop by turning away from it, but it caught her c

re that this was not an especially harsh beating; any reasonably trained slave could have endured it in silence

cription of himself and then proceeded to whip her more severely, hitting her in the stomach, her sex, her back, her ass, and her thighs. He continued until she was in tears. Martha found herself compelled to start dancing, shrieking, and leaping as she attempted to d

ickle of liquid pouring down her leg. She had accidentally wet herself. Even Richard came to the same conclusion. He hissed at me, his voice dripping with con

d him, he made a promise to me: "Tomo

that she was at home in her own comfortable bed. It even smelt like home, and the aroma of baking recalled to memory her mother's warm and cheery kitchen where she used to spend time with her while

ere were three warm muffins tucked away in the bottom of a basket, along with an empty cup and a little pitcher that smelled like coffee being brewed. Even a little creamer and sugar dish made out

ries that were baked into a soft and warm bread, and it was really amazing. It's possible that the notion that this may be her last supper contributed to the dish's exceptional flavor. She made the decision

e floor. "I hope your morning is going well, Martha. It seems that you have already located your breakfast. I'm sorry, I didn't want to shock you. Please forgive

ted for what seemed like an eternity, as if she was going to react with a polite greeting such as "how do you do" or anot

ched down close to the tray, and in a solicitous tone, he said, "Allow me to lend you a hand with that. Do you take sugar? Cream?" His tone became considerably more stern

ile he was still kneeling in an easy balancing position. He gave her the cup while stirring the coffee and then handed it to her. She didn't dare deny him. Just like the

ice "Obviously, my father has a lot of money. If you need mon

u! You are our brand new toy, as I'm sure you already know. I am aware that you are not yet used to the concept, but this is now your life! There is no way to undo this.