I told her, "Donna reporting for duty Madame." She showed me where the linens were kept and told me, "Master wants a clean table cloth for every meal... and clean linen napkins as well. Go set the table for breakfast. He insists on using china dishes and sterling silver utensils." I prepared the table for them as described and returned to the kitchen. Helga told me to put on a white apron and cap which I did. She told me, "You must always look prim and proper for Master and his lady." She. The area outside the light was heavily shadowed but you could see movement and hear the low murmur of hushed voices. There were at least one hundred people in attendance in seats arranged in a circle around the 'stage'The stage consisted of nothing more than a large wooden pillar set into the stone floor, an iron ring set into the pillar about twenty four inches above the stone.A thin pallet had been placed before the pillar and one of the blacks lay on his back on it.Another black stood at. " Her hand slid from my aching dick and she went upstairs to her bed. I watched those legs every step of the way. My heart was pounding in my chest.I went to my bed too but I couldn't sleep. All I could do was lie there and think about how I wanted to fuck Claire. Eventually, my cock craved attention and I couldn't refuse. I jerked myself off, imagining it was my own daughter stroking my cock and when I came I imagined it was her pretty face being covered in my spunk. I think I came harder than. Sarah looked at her feet, “Um, well not exactly, you’re my boss now, I can’t...we can’t...” She replied. Her words trailed off as he placed his hand on her leg and tickled his fingertips under the hem of her skirt. A small gasp escaped her lips and she looked up to see him grinning mischievously. “If you don’t want too, you can leave.” Sarah bit her lip, stood up and walked to the door, stopping for a moment, and then locked it. Liam grinned and pulled her.
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