Belind swallowed and turned his head to look up at her. He could stay here, where his suffering would be maximised but his humiliation kept low, she wouldn’t care much, he knew, for a filthy tired boy In a dungeon cell. But back out there, he would be as attractive as when they first met one another and she had claimed him as her toy, her pet to defile, a personification of the very defeat she had wrought upon the realm that she now ruled. He swallowed and moved to stand on shaky feet. “Okay.” The girl nodded once, seemingly relieved, she hadn't looked forward to the prospect of returning to the queen to deliver anything other than good news. “Follow me then.” Belind paused, “Can... Can I have something to wear?” The woman eyed him over once more, scrutinising his feminine, grimy form, then shook her head. “No. There Is no sense in defiling clothes with your firth. You will wash, be rejuvenated then be delivered to the Queen. If you want clothes, I suggest you ask her then.” He paused but nodded, knowing he couldn’t fight this, couldn’t fight her. He indian was led through up through the dungeons to flashing the underbelly of the palace which, while his father had been king, he had lived in most his life here. He had never visited the dungeons and seldom ventured down here to the kitchens and servants quarters, save for when he was a young child and play exploring. The palace was bustling, full of unfamiliar faeces who eyed him with a mix of scorn and amusement. He knew he would find no friends or allies in these walls, the palace packed with those most loyal to the Queen. He was brought to a set of rooms, unimpressive and without window, somewhere in the heart of the palace, but they were warm and comfortable, carpeted with silk hangings and a huge pillowed bed, he recognised it, the room of one of his father's former concubines, she had lived here, slept here and been used here. Much as he would now be. “I will begin drawing a bath.” She said, keenly, eying the naked grime strewn prince without bothering to hide her distaste, “…Try not to sit down or touch anything,” she paused, “Just... Stand there.” She eyed him over one last time then left through a asian small sink curtain to a small side room, with a bath and he knew, other cleaning facilities. He stepped forward towards a dressing table around which were set up three, mirrors giving whoever sat in the center a full view of themselves, girls would sit here and apply makeup to themselves, spending hours a day on their faces so that it would be perfect on the off chance that their king, or sometimes even a guest, or even a particularly curious Prince, would come pay a discreet visit. The makeup was fully stocked and he wondered just how far Ariela’s tastes of humiliation stretched, would she force him to wear woman's clothes, to apply makeup? To speak and act as a woman might? Guy has no real reaction other than to smile a little and after a minute or two he speaks up. All my love. Sheila says. I was hungry for his cum and wrapped my lips around the head of Aiden's cock and sucked all of that cum down, I didn't miss a drop. She took another breath and looked over her shoulder at him. My sexy, incestuous lover. “Oh is that what it looks like. Grab your sandals and let’s get breakfast. The weird shit that you're not supposed to think about suddenly becomes the new normal which you find is way better than the old normal. She giggled. Rebecca felt her kindness and it broke her down. Tim looks over at his wife on the table now. Lots of good ole rules that generate its sense of self righteousness. "Did you fuck her senseless?" Then he managed to slip from my grasp; he stumbled trying to pull his pants asian up. “That's... Her pussy ached with flashing relief as she forced herself toward him and his raging hard member pierced her flesh and stretched the puffy pussy lips that lubricated his invading head and shaft. I need to get started or I’ll be here all night.” The bulge in his trousers told me that he had enjoyed watching 2 girls ‘fight.’ Hoping the day was going to go the way you want it to. _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________ “Don’t worry he will calm down,” I reassured Maria. I thought this was behind us.” David knew he needed to discipline his daughters again but as opposed to yesterday, the idea excited him slightly. "So then what do we do once we're inside?" asked Jess. But the men wouldn’t understand that. That was apparently enough for General Aamir. “Secret lover?” she asked. There were tears in her eyes. “And do you?” They ran down her lips to her anus and then down a indian cheek of her ass. I nuzzle against your pubic bone and imprint your aroma in my memory and savour it as it passes over my sinus. I was going to kick ass. This was my chance to play out that fantasy and hoped it would end well with Beckie. I quickly whispered back to him, "Yes, I enjoyed it very much. When his forepaws touched her back, she immediately dropped to all fours. He just shrugged his shoulders and said "Oops!" I want him to lead a group that will verify that everyone in every brand is properly active and the photo we have on file matches up with the person we are employing. Get it all in your mouth.” I grab her head and push it down on my cock, and it slides into her throat, she doesn’t even gag. Don't, if you had done that before I got to know you, I might be on my way home.