“You’re just making my day even better girl!” The pimp led her to his room. His closet full of furs from mink, fox, to tanuki. “Pick a coat ba...y, I’ve been missing my favorite slut, and I want you to look nice as possible for me baby!” Joy walked into his closet and almost got lost in how many furs he had. She soon walked out with a floor length tanuki fur that was a couple sizes too big, a large silver fox hat with a tail, and a black fox fur bra and panties. When she wasn’t getting fucked in. Shethen walked out of the room for a few seconds andreturned with several pieces of rope. She thenunlocked the wrist cuffs and had me put my handsbehind my back. She then secured them with the handsfacing. Next, she picked up the sleeve and slid it up my arms,securing it with some straps in front of my shoulder,guaranteeing that it would not come off. Then shebegan tightening the laces, straightening my arms andpulling my elbows together until they were about 4inches apart. This forced me to. ”Amélie giggled.“Oh, stop it, Sandrine. You embarrass me.”“But it is perfectly true, Mademoiselle Amélie. The sun suits you.” From behind her, Sandrine moved her hands to Amélie’s shoulders and traced the curve of her arms. “You have been swimming. It shows in your arms.” She moved her hands to cup Amélie’s breasts. “And these are as firm and delightful and inviting as ever.”At those words Amélie twisted around and embraced Sandrine and pressed her body against the slave. An enormous. Bored of sitting, I stood up and wandered around, moving nearer to the pictures and paintings displayed on the wall. While walking, I haven’t noticed that Kurt was actually at my back observing me. He was done preparing the food. I went to look at my back, and then Kurt just asked me out to go with him on the dining room.As we went to eat, Kurt asked me.“So how was school?” Kurt trying to break the silence.“It was okay sir.” I answered.“hahaha,, it’s Kurt, don’t call me sir in my house.” He.