When her father became ill and died, the old Comte took pity on the orphaned girl as the same illness that claimed Christine's father had struck down ...his pregnant wife and young son. The man deeply mourned the passing of his son, his wife and their unborn child, and recognized the same grief in the eyes of the young girl. That shared sorrow prompted the Comte to show compassion to the girl. He allowed her to remain in the chateau as a member of the serving staff and then, just as quickly forgot. "Go on Jessica, kiss this big black cock!"The blonde model couldn't believe what she was doing. Taking a deep breath she parted her lips and gave the massive member a big smack, proceding to slide her lips on the long pole, tasting his pre cum with delight. She never had touched a dick with her mouth but it was so nasty! She felt sexy and naughty, what would her mom say if she saw her child there, her lips glued on a black cock!"That's what you need little girl, a big black dick to fuck you. ”“I will,” the man nodded eagerly. “I will. You’ll show me mercy, won't you?”“Yes, yes.” De Sade waved at him with a handkerchief before tucking it under his delicate nostrils to ward off the slave stink. “Now, speak or suffer my anger.”“I saw ‘em, Master. Out in the waste. A human male, strong with dark hair and a young Succubus. Beautiful, with lavender skin, golden eyes, and hair like new-fallen snow.”“You saw a soul being hunted by a Succubus and you think that is worthy of my favor?” De. Apparently, Gina loves to reward her slaves for things like that. I wondered what the slave's reward for this would be.One of the serving girls gave me a coffee and I sat in an armchair to think things over. Here is this very desirable woman living next-door to me. She calls me her friend, yet she kisses me like a lover. Plus, she 'owns slaves' whom she beats and whips for fun. I lay back in the chair, exhausted from mental overload. The next thing I knew, someone was gently shaking my.