. a gentleman who invariably was more than willing to relieve the tensions of a hyper-aesthesiac... a tryst that more often than not left her in a sta...e of complete physical and mental chaos.God, she was so happy! Not even the task of facing Darrel Jenkins could shake her... that is, as long as she didn't think of him from a carnal standpoint... yet, there was small doubt in her mind of what she'd have to do to appease him... But in God's name, it was the least she could do for her darling Gil,. They attached her wrists to a loop in the wood before stepping back to allow Anyia to punish her. The other servants remained immobile, kneeling and looking straight ahead. They were as still as statues, and betrayed no emotion in their expressions. The Grand Duchess, meanwhile, was gritting her teeth with rage at the insult. It never occurred to her to ask why Maria Elena’s hair was unbraided or why her bladder was so full. In the mind of the Grand Duchess, the newest servant had not bothered. Back to the incident. Neeru took some oil in her palm on started rubbing my legs from the foot side. She was slowly taking her hand upward and had reached my thighs. I suddenly felt some stirring in my loins and could feel my cock growing up. It became very difficult for me to hide my cock getting hot up from Neeru and since I was wearing lungi, it was all very evident. I was worried that what she will think, but I was helpless. Neeru could also see my cock rising inside the lungi and she gave. ” She hesitated. What was left of her sensibility said not to say that word. “I’ve been taught never to say that, I can’t!” “But you will, or you won’t have it. Don’t you love me? Don’t you want to please me?” I played my cards right. She looked down quickly, ashamed of what she was about to say. “Your… that… thi-…cock.” She finally murmured, more to herself than anyone. She was ashamed but she was mine. She had submitted, and that meant the fun could begin. “Look into my eyes and say it.” I.