- - Well, that you will not find another time? - - Rene asked displeased, in his own way understanding what was happening.

“That's not the point, Rene,” said Jacqueline. - - You know, for example, that your precious girl is not as obedient as you think, especially if you are not around. Just look at her skirt and understand everything yourself.

O. stood in the middle of the room and was silent. Rene told her to turn around, but she could not find the strength to do it.

“In addition, she also sits with her legs crossed,” Jacqueline added. - - Only not in your presence, of course. You will never see this, just as, however, as with the skill with which she picks up men.

- - This is a lie, - - unable to stand, O. screamed. - - That you cling them, not me.

In a rage, she threw herself at Jacqueline, but Rene managed to intercept her. Now she struggled in his hands, feeling pleasure from the fact that he was near, close, from the fact that she was again in his power. O. enjoyed her powerlessness. A second later, lifting her head, she was horrified to see Sir Stephen standing in the door of the room and looking at her, Jacqueline slowly backed off to the sofa. O. felt that while Renee was holding her, all his attention was directed to the blonde. She stopped struggling and, not wanting to look guilty also in the eyes of her master, quietly whispered:

- - What she says - is not true. All - - not true. I swear you. I swear

Sir Stephen, without even looking at Jacqueline, with a sign asked Rene to let her go, and just silently told her to follow him. But as soon as she had time to close the living room door behind her, she was pressed against the wall and felt how Sir Stephen’s lips and hands began to caress her passionately. He grabbed her breasts, squeezing her nipples tightly, thrusting her fingers into her, kissed her mouth, opening his tongue. She groaned with happiness and pleasure. It seemed to her a little more, and she would expire all under his hand. Will she ever have the courage to tell him that there is no greater pleasure for her than she feels when he uses her with such freedom and frankness when he can, without paying any attention to anything with her, and there is no prohibition for him. Confidence that he always thinks only of himself, listens only to his desires, - he cruelly flogged her or gently caressed, - O. was so excited that every time, receiving new evidence of that, voluptuous thrill covered her, and she gasped at the wild feeling of happiness. Pressing into the wall, eyes closed, mouth twisted with passion, she whispered:

- - I love you, I love you ... I love you ...

The hands of Sir Stephen inflamed her more and more. Before her eyes swam. Her legs were numb and refused to hold her. She fell into a sweet nothingness. But then, finally, Sir Stephen let her go, straightened her skirt on her wet thighs, and fastened the ballero on her swollen chest.

“Come on,” he said. - - I need you.

O. opened her eyes and realized that besides the two of them, there was someone else in the room. This room could also be accessed from the garden through a wide, half-wall glass door. Now she was ajar, and on a small terrace behind her, in a wicker willow chair, with a cigarette in her mouth, sat a huge man. He had a completely naked skull and a colossal size of the belly falling out of the pants. For some time he looked at O. with interest, then got out of his chair and approached Sir Stephen. The Englishman led O. to him, and she noticed that a man from a vest pocket, where the watch is usually worn, hangs a chain, at the end of which a shiny disk was fixed, with the emblem of Roissy Castle painted on it. Sir Stephen introduced the guest, calling him “Commander”, without naming him, and the giant very gallantly kissed her hand. Than O.I was pleasantly surprised, because it was the first time, except for Sir Stephen, when any of the men who belonged to Roisy kissed her hand. Then all three returned to the room.

Sir Stephen took a bell from the mantel and rang it. O., noticing a bottle of whiskey standing on the small Chinese table near the sofa, a siphon with soda and glasses, thought what it means he did not call for that. At the same time, her attention was drawn to the large white plastic cardboard box that stood on the floor near the fireplace. The commander took a seat in the straw chair. Sir Stephen sat sideways on a round table, dangling one leg and leaning on the floor of the other. O. was ordered to sit on the sofa, and she, lifting her skirt, obediently sank down on him with her bare hips. Soon Nora entered the room. Sir Stephen asked her to strip O. and take away her clothes. Having appeared naked, O., without any doubt that Sir Stephen wants to demonstrate her resignation, and not wanting to disappoint him, she literally stood in the middle of the room, following the rule made from Ruasi. Eyes lowered, legs slightly apart.

Suddenly, she didn’t see as much as she felt that Natalie entered the room through an open door from the garden. Appearing in the room, she, in a black suit, like her sister's, with bare feet, walked over and silently stopped in front of Sir Stephen. Apparently, the girl already knew about the guest - - his presence did not embarrass her at all. Sir Stephen introduced her to the giant and asked her to make them whiskey. Natalie quickly poured two glasses of whiskey, added a little seltzer there and threw ice cubes. Then she brought them to Commander and Sir Stephen. The giant rose from his chair and, with a glass in his hand, approached O. She thought that he wanted to touch her breasts or buttocks, but he had never touched her, only carefully examined her, all from the open mouth to the divorced knees. He walked around her several times, looking at her butt, legs, chest, and this close presence of gigantic flesh stirred up in O. some strong feelings, which she found difficult to determine. She did not understand whether she wanted to quickly run away, hide from this silent giant, or vice versa — feel her weight on herself, choke under him, caress him. In her confusion, as if seeking his support, she looked at Sir Stephen. He understood and smiled at her. Approaching her, he took her hands, led them behind her back, and there she joined them, holding both her wrists in his right hand. She immediately calmed down, closed her eyes and, as if in a dream or delirium, heard the guest of Sir Stephen express his admiration from her body to him, especially emphasizing the exciting combination of a little heavy chest and a very narrow waist and the fact that her rings are longer and more noticeable rather than usually. Then, as far as she understood, Sir Stephen promised to give her to his guest sometime next week. For which the man warmly thanked him. After that, Sir Stephen quietly whispered in her ear that she should now go to her room and wait with Natalie for him there.

Natalie was clearly not in joy, having learned that she could now see the new man using O. She laughed and exulted, and O. could not understand why this man had caused such confusion in her.

“Oh, how do you think?” “She pestered her with questions from Natalie.“ Will he want you to give him a blowjob? ” Did you see how he looked at your mouth? That's it. What are you happy, you want men. He will definitely beat you with a whip, I saw how he looked at your scars. - - The girl was silent, and then added: - - In any case, you will not be thinking all the time about Jacqueline.

- - Silly, I don’t think all the time about Jacqueline. Who told you that? - answered O.

“So I believed you,” Natalie exclaimed. - - I know that you really miss her.

What in general was true. Although, O. most likely lacked a young female body, ... Read more →