. Lord Bean?"Harry burst into uncontrolled giggles at the look of surprise on Moldyshort's face, and the look of utter devotion on the simpering blond...poofter's face who was kneeling before him. He couldn't wait to show this memory to his friends, and he felt that it was worth the wrath of Hermione for bonding Dobby to him, since it was Dobby who had gotten Rowan Atkinson's blood for him from the celebrity blood drive. Luna had told him what arm Peter would take the blood from, and Harry had. My dear blessed reader: of course you know what Idid. This FictionMania! Yes: the entire French maid thing. Hormones,Hypnosis. "Discipline training," as that large lady had called it.Chastity. Castration. Huge implants. Cuckolding. Tendons shortened. Oralsex. Laser hair removal. Brainwashing. Plumped lips. Shock collar. Penisgag. No more master bedroom for him. Humiliation. All very much standardfare here.Yes, I got my revenge --- and a clean house.And now, today, three years later, I'm at. “Did it work,” he asked softly.“Why don’t you tell me,” I murmur as I gently grab his hand and guide it between my legs.He hisses softly as he finds my panties soaking wet.“Still wet for me, I like that.”He knelt in front of me and pressed a kiss to my mound, his tongue and teeth tugging at the fabric of my panties making me gasp as it rubbed against the crease of my ass.“How do you want me to fuck you tonight Maricella? I have a few ideas, but I want to know what you want,”“I just want you,” I. Jerry finally heard enough and told Willa that I was taken, unless she wanted to arm wrestle Sherrie and Jennifer for me. That got all four of them laughing, this time at my expense.Jennifer took hold of my arm and squeezed to get my attention. "Yes, honey. What can I do for you?" Daddy and that woman think you're my boyfriend and Mommy's too. Is that true?"I was caught between a rock and a weird place. Sherrie was watching me with an amused glint in her eyes, and Jennifer looked at me.