You stroke the rawness I close my eyes leaning my head back moaning in pleasure “you like that don’t you slave” I open my eyes suddenly remembering where I am I pull away from you again you smile and walk out of the room
. Part 4- 3 weeks latter
you have decided to leave me chained in the dungeon while you are at work thinking sometime in the dark would be good for your spirited little slave. You get to a door opening it you step into what looks like a bath room smiling you throws me in a large glass tank it looks like and over sized fish bowl I look around as you close the door and being to turn the water on it slowly rises higher on my body
. . At the end of the day we all got cleaned up and had dinner
You stroke the rawness I close my eyes leaning my head back moaning in pleasure “you like that don’t you slave” I open my eyes suddenly remembering where I am I pull away from you again you smile and walk out of the room
. Part 4- 3 weeks latter
you have decided to leave me chained in the dungeon while you are at work thinking sometime in the dark would be good for your spirited little slave. You get to a door opening it you step into what looks like a bath room smiling you throws me in a large glass tank it looks like and over sized fish bowl I look around as you close the door and being to turn the water on it slowly rises higher on my body
. . At the end of the day we all got cleaned up and had dinner
You stroke the rawness I close my eyes leaning my head back moaning in pleasure “you like that don’t you slave” I open my eyes suddenly remembering where I am I pull away from you again you smile and walk out of the room
. Part 4- 3 weeks latter
you have decided to leave me chained in the dungeon while you are at work thinking sometime in the dark would be good for your spirited little slave. You get to a door opening it you step into what looks like a bath room smiling you throws me in a large glass tank it looks like and over sized fish bowl I look around as you close the door and being to turn the water on it slowly rises higher on my body
. . At the end of the day we all got cleaned up and had dinner
Fanny Garreau