If you feel threatened, call the Police and come right over. You know we’d never turn you away and you’d always have a home with us as long as you...like.”“Could you make room for me in your bed? I’d promise to be a good daughter-wife for you. The only thing is I don’t know if I could go through with having my tubes tied and would want to keep having babies with you.”“I think that Karen, Wendy, Tina, and possibly Lisa might have something to say about you sleeping in our bed, it’s already. Her jeans began to slip down her hips of their own accord and I reached up to grab at her breasts. Her nipples hardened and I pinched them roughly between my fingers, her body betraying her to my touch. She let out a small moan " ooooohhhhhh" then flushed red with anger and humiliation as I laughed at her, still pinching and teasing her nipples. She tried to struggle once again but I was as strong as I had looked and she couldn’t budge me. I pressed against her ear again and her skin broke out. The long-awaited dance ball was this very evening and she was ready to find her Prince and produce some heirs to continue the valued line of royalty for some lucky family. She had been waiting a long time to get into the swing of producing heirs and felt it was important to keep to the schedule and relieve the stress building up between her legs when the sun went down. Lately, she had been using the corner of her father's writing desk to take off the edge and was beginning to think she had a. I woke up and found myself in a different bedroom. This room was huge andbeautifully decorated with impressive furniture, including the bed with allbrass head and foot boards that I was laying in. I noticed that yet againmy arms were tied to the headboard and my feet were tied off at the foot ofthe bed. Except I was no longer in the Mrs. Claus outfit. I was now in afull- sleeve, satin French maid outfit, full with white petticoats pushingthe skirt out and wrist cuffs adorning both hands. .