(The galleries are based on the Khozyain’s public service and its slaves. I’m in possession of me all).

Morning, smiling, opening my eyes, not expecting any surprises, scooping and checking the mail:

- I want to follow. So that you would open up, you have used all your complexes. So that the eyes would sparkle, wrinkles dissolve, the figure would stretch. So that you would become even smarter, wiser, more resilient, talented. Now you have an almaz that has been removed from the mud. I will polish him, heat him, polish and deliver to the fire. Then this diamond is flashing. From you, you need uninterrupted subordination and zeal, and not a chartur. Do you think I can disagree on you? Do you think you hide behind the virtual? So here is a bitch. B ... and when I come, I can do the following: Lost in the net, confused. You will find a beautiful, beautiful city. You come, you come, you pay money. You will hide what you have sent to your master, so that she would hinder you as it has comprehend all this with the depreciation of humiliation. Have you ever lost a slut? Do not hesitate me, try and sew in the first place for your own good.

I feel drago, and it becomes terrible to me:

- Master I will not be able to ... This is simply not right, please do not ask me to do it ... I honestly try ... And I will try more ...

I'm your ...

In the depths of the world, I will understand

- Well, that's what you like to say. Excite. The most interesting, that would be smogla. Shaken from fear and shame, but I would have done. I have to compel you. This is a healthy cause, and for you a slut is another challenge. From now on, I will communicate with you and telephonically, and this means that you will enjoy the full, taltic control. Soon I will know what kind of tight paper you use. You still do not know all his potential. But know, I now always keep the clitoris at you, and at any time I can bear it. By the way the continuation of the masturbation, but not the end. And another way how you will stand up and fall asleep you will, as a mentor, whisper your knowledgeable words.

“I am your thing, a toy, whore Hozyain. All my holes are forwarded to you. "

In the last time, the Master always, in my thoughts, feels that he is in a row together and watches a lot every minute.

- You should clearly recognize the red knot, that you ALL from the little finger to the head at the head give me many. I can do with you all that I desire and no one virtual will help you. Got it?

Domeny Hozyain frightened me a lot, read my program, put it into a program, and made it clear. And this action was taken, as it was now and this very minute, I have to do it

- Well, what do you all yours and yours. Say something affectionate-erotic.

- you have been scared of the morning; And all the same: I am your

- You stand with a rock, sobbing, but this domena brings you down with a pain and pains you tits. Give me pleasure by going around with the model. When you tremble in the morning, you become like silk.

- You back. Write down beautifully and eroticly set the task of the mine with the slave in the main role. Bring forth all your condition. Not the tale of our Darya Dontsova.

Domena and saba (slabskaz slaves)

It was difficult to get this description, but it was a bit off, it was not possible to finish it.

And soon everything happened not so erratically, and hopefully, you don't get lost ...

Morning ... Sleep from this disorder is a distinct, today is not heard, the opposite voice of the alarm clock, which turns on life.

There is a time to get into a bed and then check the mail. Streamed, twisted on a forgiving juggling night, smiled at the beginning of the day ...

A letter from the Master with the internal joyful feeling of the reader and the feeling that with each word, the voices begin to move and a happy smile falls from the sensitive lips.

STRONG HONAIN and his prikaz, tears back, hold on, read:

- You are in the net, confused. You will find a beautiful, beautiful city. You will come, you will come, you will pay for the money. Have you ever lost a slut? Do not hesitate me, try and sew in the first place for your own good.

This is punishment, and I realize that I deserved it, I can not listen, Master, I have to execute ...

Scrolling in the search for: “confused”, opening a page looking at young girls and not girls, who are in two young men, I feel like a redhead ...

O God ... Prices ... They want 5000 for 1 hour)). "No che takaya rabotka" Dlinnonogie devitsy, transy, tolko kogo net in stol druzhestvennoy kompanii ... they are normally nA smotryat menya with ekrana monitora and ehidno ulybayutsya, they are normally uzhe ne pleasing unto me ... Provozhu nekotoroe vremya nA dannom resurse, golova krugom, what more I am here, more I somnayom, that my ability to be grateful for this step.

I sigh heavily ... I try to calm down and persuade myself, which is not all terrible ...

I’m copying the first phone number that has been received ...

Close the site.

The phone number is confused in my hands, I will look at it, I feel that the numbers on paper with a stern look are observed by the Hosyaan. I take the phone in my hand, dial the number, I can not decide to press the key of the call. And again, the same numbers will already condemning people look at me. I’m pressing a call, the hooters on the phone are given a solid wall, I’m counting the beeps, one, two, three, four, and in the shower, I hope that I don’t retreat.

I hear it with a series and I don’t understand that this applies to me:

- Allo, I keep silent ...

- Listening to you, saying, my silence is delayed

I cover my eyes and quietly utterly:

- Hello, I need the State ...

At the other end of the telephone, a pleasant female voice:

- This is me, what is exactly VAS Interes, I don’t know how to explain, and I don’t understand what I have to say, and then I say all this:

- compo

I hear the answer:

- Well, today in 7 evenings, I will send an SMS message, do not send a slut.

I fear, I fear, I remember, in the eyes of tears, my hands are drowning, “I’m sorry, I’m doing this” “who is this eton dama” “and what the other person is worthy

But the word of the Master is stronger than my mind and strokes.

In the evening ... I have my own warrant, in my memory ... What a gift for a strange date. Remaining on a black bezel, stockings and shoes on a high heel. I will carry out a call for a make-up, which, if I am called a slut, will match the image.

I call taksi, edu ...

The machine is stopped by a refusal of a child, a child of a crossroads, a book of art, a book, a book, a book, a car, a car, a car, a car, a car, a car, a car, a car, a book, a book, a book, a book, a car, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a dog, a bed, a dog, a dog, a dog, a watch and a box aren’t for me.

The door ... I am sacred to the address, I look at the hours at me for 4 minutes, so that I can rest and press the button, which is waiting for me, with a back door, will not fit, and will I leave a little more and I will leave the card and I will get a little more, and I will be replaced by a bit, and I will get a little more and I will leave the card and I will get a little more, and I will be replaced by a bit, and I will get out of the way and I will get a little more, and I will be replaced by a bit, and I will get a little more and I will leave a little more and I will get the same, and I will get out of the way a little and the wrench, and I will get out of the way a little and I’m also a slower, and I’m not a child and I’m not a child and I’m not a child, I’m not a child, and I’ll leave the board, and I’ll leave the door, and I will leave a little less, and I will leave the hardware, waiting for me, and I’ll leave the door for me and I’m waiting for me. who's behind the ...

I press on the button of the bell, I wait, I hear a step behind the door, the door opens. BEFORE a lot of high-pitched brunettes, the eye pushes me to go. I feel as if I have been a perverted child. Hiding a look.

And in a quiet voice: I was sent by the Master, I was discharged from me, and in my testimony I need a photo. There is money.

We go to the bedroom. It is not a bright light, blood, it is of huge dimensions, a massive arm.

I hear: Rejoice.

Standing

The girl is grateful to me, has prudently, hand on the cheek, and whispered, not afraid, I do not need ...

Goes down and sits in a chair, waiting

I am trying to unravel a lot of gold My lips podrazhivayut, I hardly keep shedding. She observes for many ...

We wish that this would be a quicker end, to give a talk and a defiant glance at the “State”

- go to bed

peredvigayutsya in storonu krovati, vstayu nA korachki, zazhmurivayu eyes, waiting, hear shurshanie, shevelenie, kto verily podhodit with szadi, gladit moyu promezhnost, prikasaetsya to klitoru, I shokovom sostoyanii, DO NOT feel any chego, slezy nachinayut tech Po schekam, vskhlipyvayu .

I feel like something that passes into my lono, trying to keep the equality, the roar.

Consciousness is turned off for some time, I feel pain, pain in the chest, pain in the chest, pain in the soul, I squeezed, she dies in my chest and “shakes up” me, I dream ...

Through what time I hear a click on a photo camera, one second, fucking, I am waiting ...

- go to the shower I hear the voice of my tormentor. I can not get up, I do not see what is happening around, I do not understand where I am, I do not know who I mean now ...

He goes on for some time, starting to come to himself ...

I did it, I didn’t see myself ...

Fantasy with the message was very difficult, there was a feeling that I was experiencing this in real life.

- I want to look after you. Stay in the same shoes. You will dress on your neck with a raster and tighten it. Predstavish that I took you for the sake of the belt and began to look down from the top. Make a photo. Plans for all large and quality. I want to see a beautiful, generous slave.

Run the whore.

I sweat, I clothe my shoes, and I have a rump on my neck, I feel very strange, I look at myself in the mirror, because I had not looked at myself for a matter of myself.

A picture of meI presume that this reveals the Master and the embarrassment covers me with fullness, beauty ...

It is necessary to send and return the photo to the Master, I am shy, refusing the sternness of dispatching ...

- Osmotr produced. There was a happy breeding box. A great deal of skins and footwear lover of bath procedures. Now ponimaesh slut, that I can do with you all that is right. And you will pull out the vypljat and sobbing. I will compel you, and break, and you will do and bless.

And with each act of the Master, over my conscience, on the back of his body, he is all near and near ...

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