”*Dobby sweeps the shirt into his hands*“Master has presented Dobby his shirt. Master has presented Dobby with clothes.”“For the last time...h...ld on, huh? Wait...I didn’t...no I’m not presenting it, it’s not your shirt now. I just want you drop it on the pile out there.”“Dobby is free.”“Nononono, Dobby...I didn’t mean it like that. Come on, that hardly counts as granting your freedom.”“You. Presented. Dobby. WITH CLOTHES.”*Draco gulps, realising the severity of what he accidentally. Trying to point the gun.“I heard you tell Ashton that you really love it hard in your pussy. Well, Ashton can’t help you with that now, baby, but I can. I got something for you. Something hard for your pussy. Yeah, something hard. And hot. Real hot. Something that’s gonna fill you up. Nice and deep. You know. I always aim to please, baby. I aim to please. Sorry sweet cheeks, but your time is up. This one’s for Stacey.”Dustin leaned between Lauren’s legs, sliding his gun up her thigh until it. I had no idea she'd been wearing it the entire time we were eating. I was so self-conscious that I never noticed her bulge, which must have been quite substantial in her loose-fitting blue jeans. In any case, now confronted with the dildo right at face level she told me it was time I learned to suck a cock. Again, I didn't see that one coming at all. This was an anal fetish, not an oral one, but when in Rome... It was not easy. It wasn't easy at all. I had no idea just how hard it was to take. She wasn't going to fall for that trap. If she was going to be imprisoned anywhere it would be somewhere else. She wandered instead into a nearby villa she'd watched for so long from a distance and had never seen anyone either enter or leave. Not surprisingly there was no one inside. It was as brand new and pristine as the villa in which she'd been detained.After so many weeks with nobody with whom to communicate, Sheila desperately wanted to talk to someone. There were so many unanswered.