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Education from Katrin to the leak slave (part 3)
02. July 2013
Katrin gets confidant and gets to know a new teacher who helps with the upbringing.
Then I waited. Fatma came at 6 p.m., she breathed heavily, obviously she had hurried, as always she was wearing a long dress and was veiled.
“You are looking good.“She praised me, which honestly made me happy, like a dog who got a treat.
Then drove on the tram, I didn’t know where our destination was and we talked about the math chief, where I surprisingly well cut off.
At some point Fatma said, “We are there!“And got out, I followed her. We ran into a small side street where there were many Turkish shops, carpets, vegetables and a jeweler shop that had already closed at 6 p.m.
Fatma went to a sideline door and rang, an older, maybe 50-year-old, thick Turk and spoke to Fatma.
Of course I didn’t understand a word, but he looked at me from top to bottom before releasing the door and fatma and me had one.
We went through a walk into the shop and from there into a small back room.
It was set up like a gynecologist, in the middle there was a gyno chair and only now dawned at me what should come now.
Fatma wanted to let me pierc.
“This is Abdul, he piercs many Muslim women here.
Even if we run around veiled, we make ourselves beautiful for our men, which includes pierces too. You don’t think how many women wear under the burqa designer underwear and jewelry!“Oh yes, I had already seen“ Sex on the City II ”and could imagine it. Sodom and Gomorrha under the burqa, I almost laughed.
“Challo” he said in somewhat broken German and grinned, with a number of black teeth, only interrupted by three golden ones.
Chat with real S/M amateurs
“Hello” I said a little shyly, “Well, don’t get stupid around,” Fatma bought me annoyed, “finally take your off!“, I looked at her in a spiritual way, take off in front of the disgusting guy? That wasn’t her serious!
“What do you think, what gets Abdul that he can pierc you? It is his reward to be able to see a white bitch naked. And when he’s done with you and did everything well, then you can thank him tail blow.
Or do you think I have so much money in my pocket to pay all the golden rings? Well go now!”
I first looked at Fatma and then abdul, the greasy guy had already pulled me out with his eyes and then said to Fatma, “You are right, she really looks like Megan Vox. Damn pretty the little one!”
I have heard that several times since Transpermers the first time Run in the cinema.
Slowly I pulled my T-shirt over my head, opened the bra and dropped it, not without keeping my hands protectively in front of my breasts, Fatma came up to me, grabbed me on my wrist and pulled my hands away, “We arenot here in kindergarten, don’t be so shy. You’re not at all. Come on, down with the skirt and the panties and up on the chair!“She said perch and I didn’t think, but followed her command.
Pulled out the skirt and the panties and put me on the chair.
Of course I had shaved freshly because I had somehow hoped that Fatma would use it sexually, but not that. In front of a stranger.
The leather was cold and my nipples turned vertically up. I raised my legs to the leg holder provided and thus exposed my most sacred, visible to anyone who was now in front of me.
Fatma took advantage of this and stood in front of me, without wiring she took me to my cunt, which was already dripping against my will.
She said something in Turkish to the man and laughed before she held her wet index finger in front of me.
I took it in my mouth and licked it clean from my own cunt juice.
The man shook his head and got his instruments.
It was a pliers with holes at the top and a pointed rod, then he asked Fatma something that briefly thought about and then nodded.
The man went out of the room and came back with a set of cable ties.
“This is better for you when we fix you. It’s too dangerous if he piercs you and you start to zabel!”
“No, don’t captivate!“I cried startled, Fatma looked at me compassionately,“ Katrin, I don’t think you can still decide that.
We have already discussed it, or?“She reminded me of our agreement.
Reluctantly, I agreed with her in which I stretched my hands towards her.
But she only took my rights, pulled it aside and made it on the metal frame next to my upper body, then took her left and did the same.
With my legs, she connected two cable ties together before put it around my feet and put the cable tie around the bracket once and tightened.
Now I was completely defenseless.
Finally, she got a gagball out of her handbag, smiling she came to me, lifted him in front of my mouth and waited that I opened him.
At first I didn’t do anything, she didn’t say anything and I just revealed myself to my fate when I opened my mouth and she made my belt behind my head.
“Then we can.”She said and started to explain,” we are now piercing four holes in both labia and inserting the rings. So that you don’t scream so loudly, I brought you the gagball. You don’t need ice spray, a bitch like you likes pain!”
How did she get that I would now like pain? Humiliation OK. I had even understood that I was standing on it.
But pain is not my thing. She was happy to ask my dentist. Through the gagball, I tried to make it clear to her and now tugged on my bonds, which was a damn bad idea for cable ties and then I gave up again.
Abdul took a scheme and sat in front of me. Then he took his pliers, put them on my labia and tightened her.
Really firm, it hurt scary. When he chased the thick needle through my meat, I shouted into my gagball and was surprised that the pain was not as big as I expected.
He took a gold ring and when he pulled the needle out of my labia, he introduced the ring into me at the same time.
It was a fairly large ring, with a diameter of three centimeters, whereby the diameter of the metal was quite thin.
In the end a ball came on by turning the ring apart from a pliers and using the ball.
He repeated the procedure four times on my left and then on my right labia.
In the end my clitoris came on.
He took the pliers, closed it and I screamed as if on the spit, the pain was unbearable, it clamped my most sensitive part of the body without mercy, more firmly than it would have been necessary and then put the needle on.
This too hurt and the tears rolled over my face. Not only because of the pain, but also because I was exposed to this two sadists so defenselessly here.
What else would you go through me? In theory, they could punch hundreds of holes.
Fatma now explained again, “Now your navel comes on it. You get four rings, one for each direction! That certainly looks really cool!“For what she wanted to make four rings in my navel? One would be ok, but for what four? I couldn’t defend myself and somehow I was to blame myself.
I had given her free hand in my naivety!
Abdul now put his pliers on my belly button, which I was very proud of because it fit perfectly with my flat stomach.
First in the direction of my head, the “classic” belly buttercing, it clamped the pliers, then took the needle and pushed through my abdominal blanket and then placed the ring while he pulled out the needle.
On the left, right and below he made the same thing, so that I now had four small, golden rings in my navel, which touched in the middle.
“So, and finally your nipples. I looked for the big ones for that!“Fatma showed me the rings, it was much thicker than that of my labia, but just as big from the diameter, they looked very difficult.
“You get just as thick and heavy on the labia later, but since you have 8 pieces there, Abdul says, it would be better to slowly widen the holes and slowly get your labia used to the weight that they would turn your lips otherwisewould pull too much length! But you only get one on the nipples!”
To be honest, with the thought, with a ring at my clit and rings on the tits, I had already played myself.
But now that this determination was taken from me, I was not so happy about it, especially with the heavy, thick rings.
You would now be able to see this through my thickest bra, at least guess that something was wrong.
Everyone would think that my nipple would be stiff!!
Abdul waited until Fatma had finished and now put his pliers on my right nipple. The pain of the pliers was greater than the pain of the thicker needle, which he now used, but still immense.
He pulled the thick ring through and immediately felt the weight that was now hung on my nipple and pulled my nipple into the length!
It was not very pleasant, I would always have this feeling now I thought and did not think about removing the ring again by hand!
He also praised the left one before leaving me off and looked at his work from a distance, he nodded satisfied and said something too Fatma that nodded.
Together they left the room and I was alone with my new body jewelry.
After an eternity they came back, Fatma said at the apology, “only drank a tea for a short time so that you can recover a little!”
Then she took a knife and cut me off. I sat up and first rubbed my sore hands and feet.
When I was sitting, I felt the weight of the rings around my cunt on my labia, but this was not against the pull of the nipple rings.
It was only now that I realized that Fatma had drawn me as her slave.
And to my fright I liked the thought quite well.
“You can now remove the gagball. Abdul can use your two healing holes as long as he wants. I’ll go to drink some tea until later!”She said and went out again.
Now I was alone with this greasy guy who wanted the reward for his work that he had done on my body and I should now settle with my body.
Abdul went to a drawer and got a tube out of the subject, then he turned to me with a smile, I knew what he was holding in his hand.
A tube lubricant. I turned around and laid down on the gyno chair, then I spread my legs.
I was awesome.
My labia were swollen from the pierces, but he could also have fuck me in my pussy.
Of course he would not do that because he knew that my cunt now needed some rest.
He came to me, gave some sliding cream out of the tube onto my rosette and penetrated with two fingers, I groaned loudly.
It was horny and I hoped he gave me more fingers or his whole hand. Or his hard cock. I would take everything, the main thing is that I got something in my horny hole.
And he didn’t disappoint me, he pressed two fingers into my ass and now had four of his thick fingers in me, with which he now fucked me.
I pressed my butt towards him and pressed his fingers even deeper into my inside.
He was now also horny and lust as well known to switch off brain!
With the other hand he opened his pants and brought out his penis, I turned, got on my knees and sucked his hard and hairy cock until I realized that he would come immediately.
Then I stopped, got up and kissed him that he had a neglected teeth now ripped me even more, I was wicked, I am wicked when I use unattractive men, fuck me and treat me how dirt treat.
Fatma was right to take advantage of me and now I knew I would do everything she asked for me.
The piercer turns me around my axis and pressed my upper body forward, then he pushed his cock into my asshole and fucked it briefly and hard before he sprayed it in it.
Out of breath, he now leaned against the gyno chair, his cock was slowly weak, but was still dirty from my spit and his sperm.
Without having to command it, I went to my knees and took the sagging penis in my mouth to clean him.
Someone applauded behind me, Fatma stood in the door frame and applauded me, “You are the born cock socket. Three holes around with a little meat!”Laughed at her joke, I went on my knees, spread my legs to show her my freshly pierced labia, put my hands up on the thighs with the palms and confirmed her words,” yes mistress Fatma.
I am the born cock sucker. Use my three horny holes as you like!”
Fatma was the first time since I know her speechless.
But not for very long, she laughed and thought thoughtfully to herself, “Ok. OK.“Then she thought briefly,
“I have a few conditions to stick to you if you really want to. Do you really want that?“, I had thought about it a few times when I satisfied myself, but that was in my imagination.
I didn’t think I was pierced, which I was now, so why not live out the other fantasies?
“Yes Mistress Fatma, I want it! What are the conditions?”
“1.
You wear what I look for you. I will take into account that you have to keep your reputation at home and in the area. Not because of you, but because of your parents. OK?”
That was feasible.
As long as she does not ask to walk through the Kaufingerstrasse in hooker clothes, in which I could meet me, I would do it.
I knew that I was not only slightly exibexing, but very pronounced.
It was not for nothing that I put on such short things when I went out, so it was very easy for me to say “is okay”.
“Of course, this also includes jewelry, like your rings you got today!”She stated and did not wait for my reaction,” 2. Your holes remain closed to you and others and you must not have orgasm unless I expressly allow you to! “
That was probably the hardest point, I had at least one orgasm every day, I lived for my orgasms!
But if the price for this lousy treatment was an orgasm, then I could definitely live with it.
I’ve already regretted that a thousand times.
“OK!“So I answered carelessly.
“3. We also have to finance our hobby, so we will build a website for you in which we sell you!”
I was startled and didn’t think long, “that doesn’t work a mistress, my family, my friends, everyone could see me!”
“I know. Therefore you can wear a mask or we will make your face unrecognizable! So nobody will be able to recognize you!! At least as long as you don’t wear tattoos! Would that be ok then?”
I was relieved and didn’t think anymore, “yes, mistress.
That would be OK!”
“4. Of course I will have to think about a few more points, you surprised me a little with your request! So I want to keep small changes open and I can punish you, I the way I think is appropriate. So far OK?”
I was already damp, but the idea of punishment made me even hornier, almost enthusiastically I agreed, “yes, mistress. I hope I will not give you any reason!!”
“We will see! Unfortunately you cannot wear your full jewelry yet, as your rings still have to heal! I already have a few great ideas! But, you can wear your new necklace right away! I saw something really great at the front of the sales room! May I Ahmed?”
I had completely forgotten it, grinning, showing his tooth gaps and black teeth, he nodded, “Take what you want.
Your bitch will come again next week, ok?“Fatma didn’t look at me when she agreed,“ of course. I also planned more. The rings have already healed so far?”
“Actually not, but I’ll give you cream, that makes it faster!”
Fatma went forward and when she came back, she had a silver ribbon in her hand.
“I hope it suits you!”She said, standing behind me and put the cold steel around my neck.
She made the band very tight, I just wanted to scream that she choked me when it made it “click”.
“Fits perfectly. It has to be so tight, you should always be reminded of your positon! At the back it is secured with a small lock for which I now have the key.
You can’t take it off without it, unless you try an iron saw or flex, but I would leave it in your place, your neck would definitely get something. Come on, look at it!”
I got up and went to a mirror on the wall, it was a large mirror in which you could see your whole body.
My body looked horny.
The silver jewelry between my legs, the navel and the nipples rummaged me, but the chain on my neck was startled by me.
It was a ca. 3 cm thick ribbon that was now so close around my neck that I was constantly afraid not to get any air.
A silver ring was attached at the front. I could already imagine what the ring was.
It was nothing more than a noble dog collar.
Or just a slave neck band!
The sight and the idea of wearing this part 24 hours a day without having the opportunity to take it off itself let me shoot the juice between my legs again.
On the other hand, I didn’t necessarily find it mainstream-like, the thing fief on my neck, especially the ring on the front!
I therefore thought about the dangling ring with my right hand and looked at Fatma questioningly whether this was serious to her.
She smiled, came up to me and also took the ring, then she made a few rotary movements and had the ring from the collar in her hand.
“Don’t worry, even I find that too extreme. If we are where else, then you have to wear it, here I have something else!“She said to my relief, reached into her handbag in which she put the ring and got something else out and then fiddled with my collar again.
I couldn’t see anything because I stood my back to the mirror, only when she was finished and examined her work, I could also look at the mirror.
Instead of the ring, she had attached a white noble white to the small thread, and I had to say that the whole thing looked really stylish!!
That also suited my dirndl! Unfortunately it was still a bit up to the next Oktoberfest!
I had to smile, I liked it to know that this was actually not a fashionable accessories, but one of my submissive signs, compared to another woman, from an ultra conservative culture ..
“You are lucky that your rings on the labia have to heal for a while. In the future you will wear four padlocks that close your labia so that it is easier for you to keep your promise not to get orgasm! Abdul has already made it and will add it to you next week. Only me and abdul will have a key to your pussy!”
In the words it shot my crotch again! Fatma wanted to close my hole to me, an incredibly horny idea.
I said nothing, but just nodded.
Abdul and Fatma would now be the gentlemen over my wet pussy. It is possible that you could refuse a cock in my pussy for weeks and only my other two holes were accessible.
A great thought that also brought me to a new idea, an increase in the whole, which would also require me that I could not do at the moment -.
But who knows what the future would bring.
So I decided to suggest it. I didn’t even know if it was possible.
“Abdul, it would be possible to close all my holes with rings and padlocks? You could just piercing a ring on the upper and lower lips, then you could connect it to a small padlock and close it so! Just how to do that with the back entrance, I don’t know!“Abdul pulled up the eyebrows from astonishment, but did not think long, but said,“ You recognized the lips well, that’s not a problem at all! Closing the back entrance is a bit more complicated, so you could do two anuspier cings. The piercing is relatively new and is one of the rather rare piercings.
The stab channel runs between the inside of the afterlike muscle and the perineum. So the dam between anus and your outer genital organs between anus and the rear shame split angle.”
He reached me between my legs and showed me the regions he meant.
“One on the inside and the other opposite, then you could also just hang a lock in and close it! But I haven’t done that yet!”
“That would be really superior, but at the moment I would wait. Mine Mother I disinherited me if I appeared with four rings on my face! But we could do the anuspiercing right away, “I looked at Fatma,“ only if My new mistress Of course there is nothing against that she then has full control over all my holes!“I smiled at her.
“This is no longer a choice now, I even ask for full control. A very good idea.
And because of the rings on your face, don’t worry. We simply look for an apartment for you and you pull out of home!”
“It’s not that easy, because I can’t afford to take off from home! And my parents wouldn’t finance me either!!”
Fatma laughed, “I already explained to you that we will make money with your side. Just let me do it!”
Abdul cleared his throat and asked, “How should the apartment be?“, At mine instead of answered Fatma,“ can be very simple. Actually, I am also concerned that I can say to my parents that I stay with a friend, otherwise they will not let me go! I would like to move out of home myself, but I can forget that!”
“Maybe I would have something for you!“Then he switched to Turkish and the two had one
very long.
Fatma shook her head from time to time or nodding, at some point they shaked their hands and I knew that no matter what the two had just negotiated, I would be the loser!
“Well, then we can go! Abdul, when should Katrin come to you? You can also let her come a little earlier, then she can help you in the shop or possibly.
clean the shop! Unfortunately I can’t come because I am at a wedding from Thursday!“He considered Kurz and then nodded,“ that works with you?“I nodded and replied,“ if it has to be. Then I just cock math. I have someone who gives me tutoring!”,” Then come a little earlier.“Then he looked at Fatma,“ she could help my wife in the household before? After all, the rings were very expensive!”,” No, she likes to do that!”, “Excellent!“He was happy and then said“ Come at 9 a.m!”
Great I also thought, Fatma let me alone to me strangers that I should serve. As a housemaid and cleaning lady!
“So that you are a little more happy,” Fatma had correctly interpreted my facial expression, “you have now banned an orgasm.
But abdul can allow you to get one!”She grinned,” now dress, we still have a lot before. I still have to muck out your wardrobe!”
As I put on, she said goodbye to the baking at Abdul, I also wanted to put him on his baking to say goodbye, but he took my head in his hands and pressed a kiss on my lips.
He pressed his tongue into my mouth. It tasted disgusting for onions and cigarette smoke. But I noticed how my step got hot again, it turned away to be kissed by such a disgusting man.
So I replied his tongue kiss with my tongue and was really cool.
“Until next week” he said to say goodbye, gave me a paste to treat the fresh wounds and then waved after us.
When we were at home, Fatma took my wardrobe apart.
She reached in, threw everything on my bed and then started sorting.
She stuffed my hottest clothes in two bags and then sat on my office chair.
“You can clean up again!“Then she allowed me and then watched me.
“Abdul has us, or. That you could move into the old house of his parents. It is right behind his shop, so well hidden that you cannot see in from the outside! He would also prepare it for you and does not want any money!”
She took a dramaturgical break before she continued to speak, “it is enough for him to work with him as a” cleaning lady “and keep his shop and apartment clean. Of course, he and his family would also be allowed to use you, but as I know you, you would also find that horny, or?”
I was actually wet again, at the idea of being the house slave of a Turkish family!
“Yes mistress!”, “let The mistress away.
I want your honest opinion about it. We can also reject everything!!”
“You know, I’ve always dreamed of being brought up and my masochistic tendencies go much further than you can imagine. I would like to try it, I know that I have you. And in an emergency you would pull the rice line!”
She nodded, “Yes, you’re right there! I told Abdul that you will only accept commands from people that I have approved.
As I know it, he will try to bypass me. That’s why I forbid you that you do something to someone I didn’t find in order, ok?”
I was relieved, I wanted to be a willless bitch that is said where it goes long, but the whole thing should move in a frame, otherwise it could slip quickly.
“Yes, Fatma. That pleases me!“,“ You will be with him next week. Of course, he wanted to invite the whole street again to publish yourself publicly! But I only allowed him to introduce you to his family.
Nobody else!”
“Please do not allow him to issue me publicly! When my parents find out what I do, I am on it!”
“Right, I think so too. So be careful!”
Fatma said goodbye to me and took the two bags with my clothes to adapt them.
We only saw each other in school for the next few days, she told me how great she had changed my clothes and that she would be really looking forward to seeing my face when I put on my “new” clothes for the first time.
My parents were not really enthusiastic about my new “chain” around my neck, but did not ask any further, but said that they looked very uncomfortable, which of course I said no.
She was damn uncomfortable! I couldn’t fall asleep for a long time because Fatma had made the part so tight that I felt that I had no air!
Only in the third night did I get used to it.
For this Jenny and Cheyenne found the part absolutely stylish. “Horny part. Looks really dirty!”Said Jenny with enthusiasm.
I grinned and told them that they should come to the maiden toilet of the department store, where I raised my skirt and showed them my freshly pierced pussy.
“Hey, I thought we wanted to go together!!“Was Jenny disappointed that I had done the whole thing without her,“ that was actually very spontaneous and especially for free!!“, That understood her in turn and was therefore no longer angry with me.
“But looks really cool!!”Now also said Cheyenne,” if you go, I think I think too!“She said to Jenny and now my alone was completely forgiven.
The weekend was calm, too quiet.
I was sharp like neighbor Lumpi, Ahmed found my body jewelry absolutely horny and wanted to fuck me in my ringed pussy until I had gently explained that this was not possible at the moment because the rings were too freshly pierced.
For that he fucked me twice anal and let me swallow his cream afterwards.
The paste that I got from Abdul actually supported the healing very strongly and I was able to play almost without pain with the strings on Mondays.
Which was not a good idea, because I got even hornier right away!
I longed for Thursday because only abdul could give me what I had so incredibly necessary, an orgasm!!
Fatma sent me out of her Vacation Another email in which she warned me of Abdul, but at the time my brain no longer worked out of sheer lust.
When it was finally Thursday and I was sitting in the tram at a quarter in the morning after eight, I came across a queasy feeling to go there all alone.
Actually I could have asked Jenny, she wanted to go to the piercer anyway!
I had chosen subtle clothes because Abdul’s wife was probably more of a conservative Turkish woman and I didn’t want to fall into the house right away.
A light summer dress that was not too short and a light jacket because it was still quite fresh outdoors in the morning.
At shortly before 9 a.m. I came to the store, he was open, the door bell Bhmime and Abdul came from the back room to see who had come.
He was not surprised, but delighted, “Ah there you are.
I wasn’t quite sure if you really come! Well then come back right away.”
“Take off and take a seat back in the chair!“I pulled out completely and lay down naked, with a slightly spread legs on the gyno chair.
He got some of the work surface and then sat on a stool between my legs.
He smiled when he saw my moist shiny pussy, “I see, you kept yourself and didn’t get orgasm! It was easy for you?”, I answered honestly,” No Lord. It was really damn hard to spend a week without a redeeming orgasm! I was horny all the time and I was very happy about the appointment today! I hope Master Abdul and his family will help me to get many orgasms today!”
He took a rag and rubbed over my column to dry it, I groaned excitedly, “Please continue, Lord!“, He laughed,“ What are you ready to do for an orgasm?”
I didn’t think long, I had asked myself this question for a week now and I already knew the answer,
“Everything the Lord wishes. Anal, orally, vaginal, I am ready to blow everyone you want or lick. I clean your whole shop naked when you want to tongue, but I need an orgasm!!”
I deliberately override to show how important it was to finally come, but Abdul only grinned with his dark teeth, “that’s good.
We won’t make it easy for you. But to be sure that you only get an orgasm if I want it, I will use a small lock that keeps you horny but does not bring any redemption!
He started the ring in my clitoris, which let me open up again, I closed my eyes and hoped that he would go on.
But he only did the most necessary steps when he had the ring outside, he took a long wound hook, went into the hole in my clit and pushed a long plexiglass tube over it.
Now he pulled my clit in length, so strong that I was afraid that the hole could tear.
When the meat looked out above the plexiglass tube, he took a small safety lock, it introduced the hole made and closed it.
“Great something?“He asked me, I looked between my legs and looked up through the glass of my clitoris pulled in length with the small castle at the top.
The weight of the pipe and closed pulled the clitoris down heavily and tensioned it even more, which was not pleasant.
“So you can never stimulate your clitoris yourself, which makes an orgasm more than difficult for you, but unfortunately does not make you impossible, so you also have to do something yourself to prevent it yourself! The thing only has a side effect if it stays on your body longer, it extends your clit permanently! Which should not bother you because your body no longer belongs to you!”
I was startled, he said seriously? Permanent damage to my body? That wasn’t necessarily what I wanted. But I haven’t wore it for that long!
“If the Lord wishes it,” I said to him, I wanted to continue to keep myself well, after all he could only give me what I needed so urgently!
“I know.“He said confidently and now started attaching the four padlocks to my labia rings.
“I chose greater and heaviness for you when Fatma actually wanted for you, then you are guaranteed to feel them all the time. When running, sports, initially even overnight, as soon as you move or turn around, the weights will pull on the rings and wake up.
The stupid thing, you should not wear panties underneath, then the locks jail together like a bell and make a fairly loud, metallic noise.“He grinned in aitis,“ be careful when running. And especially in sports. Firstly, it is quite loud and secondly, your labia then serve as much as your clit!”
That was great prospects.
When he had closed all four locks by letting her snap in, he got up from the chair, came to my head end and turned the Edelweiß out of my stainless steel chain.
Then he turned me back to a ring and smiled, “that’s how it looks much better again!”
“Uh master abdul, I would have another question!“, He looked at me in astonishment, a question of a low creature like me? I saw how he thought about whether he would not refuse this question, but his curiosity won, “what is?”,” Could you make my collar a little further? It’s very tight and I get very difficult air!”
He laughed out loud, “Ha. That is the point of the matter.
You should be reminded of your position every minute in your worthless life. To ask this question in general is outrageous! Don’t worry, I’ll remember that!“He smiled again when he saw my disappointed face.
He went back to his work table and got a bundle with clothes from the drawer, then he submitted me? “”?classic?” ?Black/white housemaid costume,? ?With the difference that the skirt and the apron were extremely short,? ?The apron had two holes and let my tits look out,? ?And I got suitable suspenders in black to the skirt,? ?the bands,? ?You could see the suspenders on the straps belt, of course,? ?In addition a few high heels.
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