The leash was fed under the metal bar that was still separating us, so I bent down and made to duck under it.‘Not so fast bitch. What do good whores... do?’I stared at him a little more as I tried to think. He was really attractive. No, stop focussing on his face. I thought What do good whores do? What-‘Crawl, Sir?’He smiled and gave a slight nod. I lowered myself onto my knees and crawled under the barrier. On the other side I began to get to my feet, then changed my mind and instead turned to. Once we were home and the shopping was put away, she asked if I had enjoyed her slutty behavior."Very much so," I replied.Jac then made me go back upstairs. She followed looking very pleased with herself. I was then made to undress and was tied once again to the bottom of the bed. Jac dissappeared to the bathroom, she came back a while later in my favourite maid outfit.She laid on the bed facing me, opened her legs revealing her very wet hairy pussy and began playing with herself. I was. He knew he was different from his brothers, nigh all of them had tupped the first chambermaid they could find once they had an idea how to do it, and before they had gone off to war, and died, they had teased him mercilessly about his lack of interest. He wondered whether he should be feeling anything now, other than profoundly dumbstruck. When Varin pulled himself back to reality, he had decided he was not sure this kissing thing was anything worth fussing over, he was just shocked that the. Glancing over to her left side she tried to see the time, displayed on the digital radio and CD player, eventually sitting up to see that the display read 9:06. When she finally pushed the sheets off her and sat on the edge of the bed the clock now read 9:10. With a yawn she stood up, a discarded t-shirt and pair of panties lay on the floor by her feet, stepping over them she walked from the bedroom next door to the bathroom turning on the light as she entered. Standing in front of the mirrored.