" All right, now you're gonna get it. I was taking it easy on you but now your getting a good hard fuck." NO! I'm too sore." You should have thought o... that before you called me a bastard."She tried to jump up and run away from me, but I caught her and carried her into the bedroom as she still struggled to get away from me. I laid her on the bed and she curled up in a ball beside the headboard. I pulled her straight on the bed and she tried to keep her legs together, but she wasn't strong. Being her official subordinate didn't seem to be a veryfortunate prospect."If I were to accept the position," I began warily, "Would I have to wear..."I paused for a moment, before I could bring myself to finally say it,"dresses?" That's up to Frieda, really," the King replied, "But if you work as ahandmaiden, it would be expected that you dress like one as well." I see," I said slowly, "With no disrespect or ungratefulness, but whatwould happen should I refuse your offer?" Then I would remind. I ran my hands from your shoulders into your red hair pushing your face just below my chest. Moving my hands back down to your shoulder, I began to massage your tight muscles. Moving down your arms making my way to your legs, I backed up. “Take your pants off.” You gladly pushed them down and was going for your boxers but I stopped you. “Not yet. All in good time.” I pushed you back to lay completely on the bed. Climbing on top of you as we kissed, you groaned as my pussy rubbed against your. ." Aimee stammered to finish, she hated to say it, but she knew it was true, "that you could go to hell?"Laurie had only laughed. "I'm not going to hell because I'm a Lesbian. If there was a God, why would he care what I did with another woman. I mean, it's my body, I can do what I want with it"Aimee could tell she wasn't going to convince her, not now. So she had tried something else. "But, I mean, what about the prejudice? Everyone's gonna look at you at hate you. Everyone's gonna know...".