The Advent Of Sexual Slavery

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I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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Beth and Frank bring Mari into the picture

:rose: Beth roughly grabbed Mari by the arm and pulled her down the hallway.
"Mari," Beth said angrily, "This is what you get for flirting with my husband... I'm the only one who should be getting him hot. "I, I didn't know he was married...."

"Well, You apparently are in need of a man.... well, we have one for you. Frank... do you have Mari's little playmate ready?"

"Yes, my love," Frank said and reached into the hallway and pulled in what had to be a homeless man who hadn't had a bath in who knows how long. "This is Milton, Mari," Frank laughed, "He hasn't had woman in 20 years, and....." Frank stepped in to the hallway again, this time returning with another homeless man, wearing a Will Work For Food sign. "Meet Henry," Frank was beside himself with laughter, "Henry likes to be referred to as Henry the Hound, I don't know why...but I think you are going to find out Mari."

Beth reached into her pockets and pulled out three ropes. She tied Mary's hands over her head to a hook on the wall, so roughly that Mari fought back the tears. She then ripped open Mari's blouse to expose her lace bra and round tits. "Frank you got your knife with you?" Beth yelled. Frank came over and reaching into his pocket, and knowing what Beth wanted, he cut the front of Mari's bra in half. Mari's breasts spilled out. Frank hoped that Beth didn't see the sudden bulge in his pants. Beth then unzipped mary's jeans and pulled them along with her panties down to her knees. With the two remaining ropes, Beth tied Mary's feet up, securing them inside of the jean leg, so that the jeans could not go up or down.

Beth spun Mari around, exposing her tight ass. "Frank, get your ass over here and paddle this bitch." Frank quickly complied, enjoying this little job his wife had just given him.

Frank grabbed a hold of Mari's hips with one arm, pulling her ass closer to him. Beth had stepped out into the hall to go have a smoke. Frank ran the palm of his hand over Mari's tight, tight ass ever so gently in a circular motion. He panicked when he heard Beth's footsteps coming closer and he began spanking Mari with all the force he could muster. Mari cried out, begging Frank to stop.

It had only been a few hours prior to this when Mari had coaxed Frank into the closet. Yes, she knew he was married, but she didn't care. She was about to give him the ride of his life when Beth walked into the closet. She had found Mari only moments away from mounting Frank's fully erect dick. Everything went downhill from there, not only for her, but for Frank as well, as he had hoped to get a piece of Mari's sweet ass.

Beth's voice brought Mari back to reality.....

"If these o'l boys want to fuck this bitch, there going to have to really work at it, " Beth said as she took Frank by the arm and they walked out of the room, locking it behind them. "Of course, they will be pretty damn motivated," Beth laughed, "I gave them both a dose of viagra."
 
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Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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My arms and legs ached, my head throbbed..... this was a nightmare I hoped I would wake up from soon.

These two homeless freaks had just done everything imaginable that they could do to me.

I think they spanked and fucked the man that was chaned up on the other side of the room, but it all seemed so unreal.

I felt so dirty....I wished I could take a shower.....

I could not hold back my tears......
 
Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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(sob) "I'm tied up, you're chained...and this sounds like some kind of sex slave ring or something like I've heard about in the newspaper. These people are scary and they could kill us." Mari started shaking and couldn't stop.

"Did you see what those horrible, dirty homeless men did to me??? I'm, I'm damaged goods now..... Those men, they had layers of dirt all over their bodies. They put their hands on my tits, they put their mouths on my nipples and sucked like babies. Oh my god.... did you see them, what the first one did with his tongue. His teeth were green and he was between my legs from the front, and the other one, he went behind me and he put his nasty tongue up my ass."

"No one will ever want to touch me again," I began crying softly, still shaking.....
 
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I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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"What.....?" it was all surreal to me. Did he just say his name was Brad?

uh....my name is Maribeth. Mari's head was swimming, it was hard to gather her thoughts.... "Did you say Edgemont? I graduated from Edgemont about 18 years ago."

This was helping. Talking... it made the pain move into the background.

Footsteps.....

"Brad..." I couldn't stop it, I started shaking again, "Brad, they are coming again..."
 
I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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"We're going to die....."

What use was trying to live, trying to find a way out.... we will spend the rest of our lives as sex slaves.... who knows what horrors await us.

"Brad.... what if they take us to Mexico, I hear they have a sex slave ring and they have their slaves take part in "pony" shows.... If you are a woman, they put you on stage with a horney donkey, and if you are a man, they pump you up with viagra and put you on stage to fuck a filly."

"Or what if they sell us to pirates??? What if the remainder of our days are spent at sea, to be used by the deck hands. I've heard how men at sea get so damn horney."

"Brad.....I"m so tired...." I said as my eyes rolled up in my head....
 
Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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Eating... eating.....I can't fill myself up, I have an everpresent hunger that will not be filled..... Thirst... I am so thirsty, I drink and drink and yet, I thirst.....

I am eating and drinking so fast, I feel ill.......

The room spins, I feel hot.... I'm buring up...... I stand up and pull my clothing off as fast as I can,

"Hot, hot.....I'm burning up...... somebody help me....." I begin to shake, and cry, and sweat......

Lady Kelly walked up to my in a fast step and slapped me......
 
Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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Mistress vows to see innocence lost

Lady Kelly decided she could make good use of her two new slaves. They were both attractive, and innocent in many ways. They would lose their innocence very soon. They also possessed firm bodies, the kind her clients and friends would enjoy using.

But she would need to prepare them first. Lady Kelly was a kind mistress, but she could be cruel if her servants did not obey her every wish. She required, no demanded, complete submission. The training was rigorous. She hoped it didn't take very long for the new "recruits" to learn. It would be better for them if they learned quickly.

Brad and Mari were such common names, Lady Kelly decided. She would give her new slaves different names, names that suited her. Mari would become Pussy, a sweet, gentle and timid slave who would be easily intimidated and often frightened at what might be done with, and to, her. Brad would be renamed Fawn. He would have to learn to grovel more and not react aggressively when ordered to obey. She soon would have him wallowing in subservience.

Lady Kelly rang for her servants, who appeared at her side in mere moments.

"Take the two new slaves and clean them up," she said. "Find them more comfortable accomodations and see to it they appear before me tomorrow morning clean, well-fed and completely shaven. Prepare their collars with their new names, Pussy and Fawn. Now go!"

As Lady Kelly's staff disappeared, she went to her bedchamber where her current favored male slave undressed her, applied lotions to her entire body, and turned back her bed. She lay back on the pillows, stretched out comfortably and allowed one foot to dangle off the side of the bed. As she thought about tomorrow's first day of training for her new slaves, Lady Kelly's slave boy kneeled by the bed, licking and sucking her toes lovingly as she eventually lapsed into sleep.
 
Brad Jackson

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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A disappointing beginning

Lady Kelly was disappointed to learn her new slave, rechristened Pussy, now was out of the picture. A shame really. She was a sweet juicy thing who would have been an excellent toy for her and her friends. Maybe another purchase could be made. This time, however, a more zaftig candidate should be procured.

As her servants helped her prepare for her initial session with the boy-slave Fawn, Lady Kelly decided she would dress the part. She chose a black leather corselet that tied in the back that pressed her breasts high on her chest, almost spilling over the top. A black patent leather G-string matched the shiny stockings and a pair of four-inch heels.

Lady Kelly's long blonde mane framed her face as it dangled over a silver headband from which a large charm hung on her forehead. Her face was expertly made up with dark eye shadow and eyeliner, reddened cheeks and shiny red lipgloss. Large jeweled earrings hung from her ears and a matching two-inch wide jeweled choker circled her delicate neck. It was an aggressive look, made even moreso by the riding crop she carried. Lady Kelly added black fingerless gloves that she pulled up to her elbows. Her servants draped a black cape over her shoulders and she left her bedchamber to greet her novice slave.

"Is this the fair Fawn?" Lady Kelly called out as she entered the training room. "He looks much better now that he's cleaned up. But what is he doing wearing clothes? I want my playthings naked at all times, especially in my presence."

Two servants assisted Fawn in removing the T-shirt and shorts, leaving him fully naked and, as it turned out, angry at his treatment. He let it be known he would never be controlled, nor would he ever consent to be anyone's plaything.

"It's not about consent, Fawn," Lady Kelly explained brusquely. "You'll regret any impertinent remarks. Especially when you learn that offending me will bring you nothing but grief. You'll be begging me to be my plaything since the alternative will be so . . . so excruciating."

"The first thing you need to realize is that my instructions are to be followed exactly," Lady Kelly said. "You were ordered to appear before me cleaned up, well fed and shaved. I see my last command was ignored. I will not tolerate defiance of the rules. And I won't put up with the sight of a hairy ape in my presence."

Lady Kelly ordered her servants to string up her new slave, arms wide apart, legs spread, standing freely in the center of the training room, but unable to do more than sway back and forth.

"Now shave him," she ordered. "Lather him up and strip the disgusting hair from his chest, legs and arms. His beard also needs to go. I want his face smooth. And don't forget his head and eyebrows. Clip his hair and shave him bald. Leave his ass and that prime cock for me. After all, it IS mine now."

Fawn was incensed that he was about to be shaved clean. He struggled in his bonds, but the shaving continued nonetheless. It wasn't until he had been nicked several times by the straight razor that he decided to end his struggles. He was bleeding in several places from small cuts.

The tonsorial project took quite awhile, and Lady Kelly enjoyed every minute of slave Fawn's struggles. She sat regally before him, smiling at his discomfort. When he was shaved according to her instructions, she removed her cape and walked to the bound novice. She took the straight razor from a servant.

"Much better," she said. "You are much cleaner now, much more suitable to serve your mistress. Lather up his ass boys."

As a servant soaped up Fawn's ass, Lady Kelly walked behind him and began to shave one asscheek, scraping the razor down his tender flesh. She shaved one cheek completely then smacked it viciously, delighting in the quivering flesh. After skinning the other cheek, Lady Kelly again smacked Fawn's cheek roughly. She continued the assault for a few minutes until Fawn's ass was red and sore. He writhed continuously, but eventualy became still as the spanking stopped.

Moving in front of him, Lady Kelly squatted before Fawn and gazed at his good-sized cock. She slapped it a couple of times and instead of shrinking, it became semi-hard.

"Interesting," Lady Kelly cooed. "This cock seems to enjoy being used. Lucky for you since it will be used a lot. I need some more lather over here."

After Fawn's cock was lathered up, Lady Kelly grabbed his cock and pulled it straight out, inspecting it carefully.

"If I were you I wouldn't struggle, slave," she said. "I wouldn't want to cut anything off I'll need later."

Lady Kelly then applied the straight razor, starting at Fawn's groin and lightly scraping off small areas of public hair. She shaved the area above his cock, down to where his cock shaft jutted out. Stretching the skin around his balls, she scalped away the thick pubic hair. All that was left were the wispy hairs that clung to Fawn's shaft.

"You're being very good, Fawn," Lady Kelly said. "But let's see how well you do now. I'm going to shave your cockshaft now, pulling the sharp blade across your soft skin. I hope I don't nick those bulging veins."

Lady Kelly grinned evilly as she addressed Fawn, and she felt his cock throb when she mentioned the sharp blade sliding up and down his cock. She finished her ministrations and let go of his cock, slapping it a few times as she arose before him. She stood just over 6 feet tall in her heels, and she stepped closer, speaking to him just inches from his face.

"There you are slave," she said. "All clean for me. Let that be a lesson for you. If I want you shaved, then shaved you'll be. If I want you punished, then it will be so. And if I want you to submit, then you'll submit. Understood?"

Receiving no immediately response, Lady Kelly slapped Fawn across the face, startling him. As he stared at her with his eyes wide open, she slapped him again.

"Do we have an understanding, slave?" she said.

"Yes, I understand," he said.

Lady Kelly slapped Fawn again, once on each side of his face.

"Obviously you don't understand, slave," she said. "You will address me as Mistress when you speak, which I don't expect to hear you do very often. I control you now, like it or not. And I can see you don't like it. But I don't really care if you like it, as long as you realize you are a lowly slave and submit to my wishes."

"After all, I worship the ground I walk on." she said. "I expect you to do so as well."

Lady Kelly turned away from Fawn, ordering her servants to clean him up again, shaving any small hairs she may have missed and applying alcohol to the nicks and cuts. She told them to keep him out of the sun as she wanted Fawn to be lily white. A skin bleaching agent would be used in the coming days to further lighten his skin. They led him back to his room.

"I need to rest," she said. "It's been a punishing morning."
 
Brad Jackson (Fawn)

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A new day meant more training for the new slave, Fawn, as Lady Kelly was determined to break his resistance. But she was busy with other matters, leaving little time to discipline her new novice. She would have her slave trainers put him through his paces today, providing plenty of exercise to tighten up his slightly flabby body.

Lady Kelly was pleased to see Fawn being led into the training room, naked as he had been instructed to be. At least he learned something from his experience yesterday. And she liked the look of his hairless body, shorn from head to toe and smooth to the touch. It certainly made his cock more prominent. And it would be even more pronounced when he lost his paunch. Fawn stood before his mistress, legs slightly apart, hands behind his back and his head down.

"Good morning Fawn," Lady Kelly said. "I like your new hairless look more and more. You'll be such a novelty at my gatherings and, most likely, very much in demand. But first you'll need to get in better shape. I've instructed the trainers to provide all you need for rigorous workout sessions, which they will supervise. You are to treat them as you would treat me. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Mistress," he said.

"Very good," Lady Kelly thought. "He's certainly showing signs of submission. But it's far too early to judge."

"Fawn dear, I have some items you'll be wearing from now on as you prepare to be my social slave," she said. "You'll have to get used to them."

Lady Kelly produced a variety of devices, all constructed of a silvery processed leather. She approached Fawn and attached ankle cuffs to his legs, and then stepped around and placed wrist cuffs on his arms. Lastly, she reached around his head and tightened a silver leather collar to his neck. All of the leather accessories had at least two silver rings attached.

"There now, that's a little better," Lady Kelly said. "You look much more to my liking, ready to be bound should you stray from your obedience to me."

Lady Kelly reached down and selected another strappy item that she formed around the shaft of Fawn's cock and his balls. The silver leather device separated his balls from his cock and formed a tight fit around his shaft. At the end of his cock was a small cap with a hole in it to allow for urination. A silver ring was attached to the underside.

"That's so you won't abuse yourself outside of my presence," Lady Kelly said. "You'll need to learn that your cock is mine now and I'll use it, or not, as I please."

Finally, Lady Kelly produced one more dastardly item. It was a large silver butt plug at one end, but from the other end flowed a long white tail.

"Bend over slave," Lady Kelly said. "Lube him up boys."

Lady Kelly's servants applied some oils to Fawn's ass at her command.

She slowly rubbed the butt plug tail along Fawn's backside, toying with him as she zeroed in on his asshole. Then she plunged the device home until it popped into place. Fawn struggled against the violation of his ass, but wisely kept quiet, even though he was in much pain.

Lady Kelly produced two more silver straps that she attached to the base of the tail, then led them over his waist, crossing them in back and in front before connecting them to the base of the cock cage. The straps pulled his cock upward and, similarly, kept his tail sticking jauntily skyward.

Lady Kelly stepped back to admire her handiwork.

"Do you like your new presents, Fawn?" she asked. "Hop around for me a little."

"Yes mistress," Fawn said through gritted teeth, the anxiety showing on his face.

As Fawn hopped for his mistress, she delighted in the movement of his cock as it flopped up and down, sticking straight out when he stood still. The tail was a delight, flowing freely as it bounced and fluttered with Fawn's every movement. She knew they would both provide hours of training as he jogged around the gym and performed several other calisthenic exercises. All Fawn could do was grimace mightily, as his cock and asshole were held captive by his intimidating mistress.

"Well, that's it Fawn," lady Kelly said. "You're now ready to begin your lessons in serving me."

"He's all yours, boys," she said, as she left the training room.
 
Fawn

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Lady Kelly knew that her new slave boy, Fawn, would receive a shock on his way to the training room. The exercises would be rigorous and he would be stiff and sore at the end of the day. But he also would be one day closer to having a lean and trim body.

She also knew his ass would be ravaged by the butt plug, but it was to be the start of his training and before it was over, his asshole would become accustomed to being open for her.

The cage on his cock would also provide some discomfort. It would keep him from becoming aroused, which she guessed would occur as his punishment increased. He certainly grew in size when she shaved him yesterday, proving to her, if not to himself, that he was a submissive slut at heart, loving the whip and savoring his obedience to a powerful woman.

But Lady Kelly knew she had to win his mind as well. It was likely he was biding his time until he could attempt to escape, which no one had accomplished after coming to her home. She needed to remove all hope, break his will so that he would be content to submit to her every whim.

Lady Kelly had directed her serevants to take Fawn on a roundabout way to the training room, a route that led down a dingy corridor with open rooms on either side. The rooms were quite filthy, dungeon-like, but at the moment, completely empty.

As Fawn and his instructors arrived at the last room before rounding the corner to the training area, Fawn received a shock. Inside the room was the missing Maribeth. She was literally hanging by her wrists. A length of chain was attached to her bound wrists and connected to a pulley system that stretched her towards the ceiling. Her feet were six inches above the filthy floor.

Maribeth was barely alert and hung limply in the center of the room. Her body was dirty, the apparent result of being dragged to her fate. Her once flawless body was had been completely shaved and was marked by a series of red welts and dark splotches. Her breasts were marred with several bite marks. Streams of what looked like semen flowed down the inside of her thighs.

Stuffed in Maribeth's mouth was a large red ballgag, attached to straps that held it in place. Her head hung toward her chest as she drooled strings of saliva down her chest to her stomach.

Fawn recoiled at the sight, remembering the vibrant, independent woman he had met just a short time ago. He was dispirited at the thought that she had so easily been overcome. It was then he realized what a vulnerable position he truly was in. He looked at Maribeth suspended in abject submission and wondered about his own ability to resist the life into which he had been sold.

As the servants began to lead him away, Maribeth raised her head and gazed at Fawn with vacant, expressionless eyes.

A stream of tears flowed down her cheeks.
 
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"Fawn, I want you to know what I expect from you," said Lady Kelly to her new slave at the start of his next training session. "First, I expect immediate obedience at all times, regardless of the situation or the circumstances. You will not make your mistress look bad in front of others or you will regret it. I can be very devious in finding ways in which to inflict punishment on slaves who don't obey."

Lady Kelly addressed Fawn in a well-appointed training room as two servants looked on. The hairless slave, who was required to maintain his appearance by shaving regularly, was kneeling before his mistress. His hands were secured behind his back. While he still wore wrist and ankle cuffs, the cock cage and the butt plug tail had been removed for this session. His body looked very pale as the bleaching lotions began to take effect over the past two days. Fawn had spent two days in rigorous exercise sessions in order to lose some of the flab he had accumulated around his midsection. His body seemed to be toning up quite well.

Fawn also was more compliant that when he initially was brought to Lady Kelly. She knew his spirit was close to being broken. But she had to make sure there wouldn't be any surprises from her new slave in the future.

"Next, Fawn, I expect you to learn how to serve me and others," said Lady Kelly. "You'll be one of my personal servants, taking care of my needs as I see fit. And if one of my colleagues desires anything from you, you will make sure you do your utmost to comply, regardless of what it may be."

"I hope you realize, Fawn, that you belong completely to me now," Lady Kelly said. "I control you and I control your future. Any comforts to which you are allowed will only be given at my whim. Sexual gratification also will be at my whim. You will only be allowed release if I wish it, and under my terms. You will learn to restrain yourself at all times."

"And so today, we will begin," she said. "I am happy to see your cock is soft right now, she said. "Your erections from now on will be associated only with pain and humiliation. And your release will only be allowed when you have permission."

"Stand up and come here," Lady Kelly commanded.

Fawn walked up to his seated mistress and stood before her, his hairless cock and balls protruding prominently. Lady Kelly lashed out with her hand and slapped his cock back and forth quickly grabbing him to pump his shaft until it was hard in her hands. Fawn winced at the pain, but the abuse, and the rigorous pumping of his cock produced a reaction despite the punishment.

"Very good Fawn," Lady Kelly said. "You responded well."

After a few minutes Fawn's hardon subsided and he was hanging limply again. Lady Kelly waited for just that moment and slapped his cock into submission again, grabbing his shaft and pulling it to an erection. She waited, Fawn's cock drooped, and she smacked him again, once more bringing him to an full erection, although she didn't have to pump him as much.

Several more repetitions of Lady Kelly's first lesson produced the desired effect; Fawn achieved an erection merely from being slapped.

"You're learning, Fawn," she said. "You will associate your pleasure with the pain you receive. This is just one method, but there are others."

Next, Lady Kelly placed a leather strap around Fawn's cock and balls to which she attached a a slim leather lead. She pulled on the lead, stretching Fawn's cock and balls away from his body. As she whipped the lead back and forth it jiggled Fawn's cock. Lady Kelly watched as his cock flailed back and forth. She tugged harder at times, toying with her slave's cock. The pain was having an effect on Fawn and his cock rose to full hardness. As before, it took several times repetitions before Fawn's cock jumped to an erection the instant Lady Kelly tugged on him.

"You are a quick learner," she said. "Good, it will save you much suffering."

"I'm having a small gathering in a couple of days and I want you to be ready to serve me," Lady Kelly said. "Judging from your submission today, it appears you'll be ready. But we have one more lesson right now."

Lady Kelly rose and pulled Fawn by his cock cuff over to a small table. She lay him back on the table and attached chains to his ankle and wrist cuffs.

"Pull him up, boys," she called out to her awaiting servants.

Fawn's wrists and ankles began to rise until he was lifted off the table. He hung from the ceiling like little more than a piece of meat, his arms and legs spread apart. He was totally vulnerable and fearful of what might come next.

"How does that feel Fawn?" Lady Kelly said. "Helpless are we? Ready to serve? This will be the last lesson for the day."

Lady Kelly started paddling her hairless slave, focusing on his lily white ass. She smacked him sharply until his cheeks were a cherry red. She reached for his semi-hard cock, grabbing it and pumping it until it was rock hard. Again, she waited for him to wilt and administered the paddle on his ass again. This time, Fawn's response was quick. As soon as the paddling began, his cock jumped to attention.

"Your pain is your pleasure, Fawn, and mine," Lady Kelly said. "Remember, having an erection doesn't give you license to cum. That's only by permission, or by my order. You'll learn control."

As Fawn continued to hang, he erection softened. But Lady Kelly grabbed the leather lead and pulled him to her, releasing him so that he swung back. She pulled again more roughly and Fawn swung back and forth. As he neared where his mistress stood, Lady Kelly smacked his ass several more times. The next time he neared she slapped his cock roughly. By now Fawn had a massive hardon. Lady Kelly dropped the paddle and pulled repeatedly on the leash. Fawn's cock was hard and red, precum drooling from the tip.

Her abuse of her slave boy finally finished, Lady Kelly gave a final order.

"Cum for your mistress, slave. I want to see you wear your seed.
 
Fawn

I believe lust separates us from love. I believe God is love. I have experienced that love.
 
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