Jurgens wouldn’t hear me): “I apologize for being a disobedient little slut, Sir.”
Oh, I loved that so much, Sir. xxx sex And oh, Sir, when You pulled me towards You so that I could rest my head on Your lap while You stroked my hair and murmured that I was Your good girl – well, You know, of course, that I cried a little, my tears soaking into Your pant leg. This surprised me, Sir, as You didn’t seem to be the sort of person who would do a lot of entertaining. And here was that man, calmly unlocking the door of a pleasant-looking two-story house, pale yellow with dark green trim, which seemed as though it could have belonged to anyone. I picked up–
Poor old Mr. So even though my hands were still trembling with anger, I straightened up, managed a barely audible “Yes, Sir,” through gritted teeth and padded away on bare feet, through the door and into the kitchen. Read 13647 times |
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I have no idea, Sir. “Very good,” You told me. I wanted You to say something comforting to me, to maybe welcome me to Your home or tell me that I had done well in following You there so obediently. He arrives like clockwork every other Monday at
