A fuck slave wears chains. She knows her collar, Her hair makes the padlock difficult. However she cannot escape the tight confines around her neck. Is she sexy, well yes, fuckable, of course. She waits, she is a slave, a slave girl in chains. A fuck toy. In chains, a collar around her neck, wrists linked, but ankles free so her legs can be spread……….. My riding crop will teach her how to obey. ...
After what seems an indeterminably long wait she suddenly hears a click in the lock. A tall man, a man she has not seen before, steps into the room, barefoot, wearing a white cotton bathrobe. As soon as the door clicks shut behind him, he drops his bathrobe to the floor. A naked, bare chest, very muscular, well-endowed male with broad shoulders, long, flowing dark hair, looks around the small room and settles his gaze on aspen who, after over ten months of forced nudity, has never ...
Tracy repeats my words to aspen and aleskia from yesterday. ”Starting today both of you are going to be serviced daily. You don’t need to worry about birth control. You have been under our influence long enough for various drugs to take care of that. The men who will perform this service for you will vary as will the manner. Most of the staff has been picked for their physical attributes and virility. It is also a privilege accorded to guests. As female ...