He stroked and prodded Constance, all the while crudely continuing to compliment her physical attributes. Eventually, much to her relief, his attention was diverted. 'Wouldn't want to get on the wrong side of your master. I wonder how long he'll be gone for. Long enough for me to have a little fun with you, eh?' More
Constance was looking for the perfect master...
...he demanded the perfect slave!
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