Green was already shouting to the horses, “tpru ...” and pulling the reins on himself, at the bridge, the soldiers stood in two rows, making a small corridor and lifting their rifles at the ready, straightened as their Mistress Mrs Marina passed.

The carriage entered the castle, the soldiers ran after it and huge steel chains began to lift the oak-steel gates up until they touched the stone floors, with small defensive turrets.

Vladimir felt hot wax flowing down his body like hot streams. He tried to raise his head to look at the castle of the Lady, to her window in the bedroom, but he could not, the chain would not let him lift his head, but he could not move, fearing that the candle could fall and the light in the house would go out too quickly. Vladimir clenched his fists and began to endure the hellish hot fire that burned on his back.

Queen Marina stepped out of the carriage on the stone step of her long staircase leading to the ebony doors of the most valuable breed. Possessing perfect physical shape and strong legs, Marina quickly climbed the stairs to the doors, and they were opened in front of her by two slaves who immediately stood at the ready and reported on the readiness of the evening dinner and hot bath. Queen Marina patted their cheeks, two men dressed in gold-plated camisoles, and said that they themselves would eat, she refused dinner and immediately went to the elevator, a wooden booth in a stone mine, this lifting device was invented by local craftsmen. Marina went up to her bedroom, and two slaves immediately approached her. One of them in a white tunic, took off the boots of Mrs.'s feet, and the other helped her to remove her raincoat. Both slaves were impotent from birth, and they quietly did their work, not feeling any emotions that could damage their responsible work, in courting the Mistress, they were cold-blooded to her charms, and therefore Marina calmly felt naked in front of them knowing that it does not provoke them to any dubious actions. So now she walked through her bedroom naked, she liked to be naked in the evenings, to feel the breath of the body. She went to the window and looked across the ditch, to the ends of the earth, where, in the crowns of ancient trees, there was a small house in which Vladimir was kneeling, her former guard and now a dog, a slave in love, her property, her toy. Marina felt the heat below the belt, and gently touched her lips, she felt the pain that Vladimir is now experiencing, and she felt very good. With pleasant thoughts, Marina, surrounded by two slaves, went to the bathroom, from which came waves of divine aroma.

The bathroom was located in the oval hall, the walls of which were painted with pictures of the battle of good and evil warriors. In the hall in the art of woven shiny steel candelabra the fire burned, and in the center stood a large golden bathroom, with a tap and valves that were polished to a high gloss. On the surface of warm fragrant water floated pink rose petals. From the room located next to the bathroom, in which there was a small orchestra, in the bathroom, through a special system of moves, there was music filled with grandeur and luxury and at the same time romantic and tender. Slaves laid warm gentle robe on a velvet ottoman, along with expensive fluffy slippers, and closed the door behind them, they retired so as not to interfere with their Queen to take a bath, she did not like someone to be present at the same time.

Vladimir felt his legs go numb, the pain was unbearable, he felt a wild pain with his body, as if someone had stuck a huge fiery torch into his body and burned through it.The forces gradually moved away from him, but he took all his will into a fist, and he endured, he felt that he could endure, he believed in his love for Marina, and continued to kneel, the pain gradually removed from his consciousness, he felt that he could overcome it .

In the forest, in its most ancient wilderness, under the ground, in a cave equipped with three entrances, through the roots of trees, at a large wooden table, in the central room, a large room, imbued with small rooms and corridors, sat a tall woman and three short little girls, and the lad, on the chain in the corner of the room.

At the head of the table was the Hostess, the main mistress, named Roxana, she was wearing black leather skins and belts, long black hair was lying on her back, and in her big strong hands she was squeezing a map on which the place of wealth storage was marked by a cross. from the castle owned by the Queen Marina. Roxana looked at the map with her pitch black eyes and smiled, her three girls, completely subservient to her, smiled to her in tact and waited for her words, opening her mouth.

"My dear friends in arms, I am now holding a map in my hands, with the location of countless treasures that I got with the help of this young man sitting in the corner" - Roxana stopped and pointed to the side, the guy sitting on the chain, completely naked and everything in the blood, there were about 70 bruises on his body, and he was shaking when he saw that the girls were looking at him.

Marina went to the bathroom and stretched her arms along her body, relaxed, her golden hair spread in some water, she closed her eyes and flew in front of her mind a picture of unlimited power over her dog who was now kneeling in the house, far away from her, and endured the pain, and was so in love with her that every day he waited for that sweet moment to come when he could kiss his girlfriend, his Queen. Marina was very excited by such thoughts, she played with her fingers with gentle warm lips and a small black drawing of dark hairs that the blue artist of the castle made, on the Queen's birthday, he painted below her navel, a black rosette, just above the lips. Marina bit her lower sponge, and surrendered herself to her fantasies and dreams, the music penetrated into the bathroom. Vodichka caressed her tender body. Marina took from a special table, a bottle of shampoo and a little sponge made from the most delicate materials. Marina raised her leg up and began to rub it with shampoo, with an extract of roses, and the room was filled with the divine scent of roses. Marina ran a sponge over her delicate bosom, and walking along the elegant elastic tummy, she dipped the washcloth under the water between the legs, leaving her there for a while. Marina dismissed her hair, which covered the walls of the bathroom with gold, and closed her eyes. She had a little dream.

"... on a high black mountain, on a platform surrounded by bright lights ... and cave spills from which aromatic substances spilled onto the platform ... she was lying on the skin of a leopard ... all in sweat ... from the intense heat ... she was sticky from aromatic substances ... born by nature ... her golden hair was braided into two pigtails ... and below the tummy ... there was a burning black stripe ... with two beautiful fragrant lobules ... Marina ... she gently moaned and looked at the sky ... at the moon ... that brightly illuminated the site ... with her fingers with bright red toes Rebuled two tender slices of the “peach” hidden between her divine thighs ... a gurgling sound appeared in the sky ... and "... Marina opened her eyes when she heard loud shots on the other side of the moat. She left the bathroom and threw on a fresh white robe, looked out the window. On the other side of the moat surrounding the palace, cannon installations stood and shot up thousands of bright lights and fireworks that turned into the night black sky into hundreds of bright pink roses that fell on her palace, feeling all the inhabitants of the palace greedy. Marina gently smiled and saw that among the cannons there is a tall and handsome Duke Sergius Starinevsky.Marina was ready for such affection on his part, but whatever was so beautiful, she did not think she was very pleased to see such luxurious flowers above her castle. Marina thanked the Duke with her smile and closed the window so as not to give reasons to the Duke. “So cute, so gentle” - Marina thought and wearing gentle slippers, went to the door, kicking a foot on it. At this very moment, the door ... Read more →