“I wish to surrender to my inevitable destiny and become what I have always wished to be, in your eyes and in the eyes of your family, your friends ...nd all others,” Kristina continued. “Please ensure my gradual downfall, shame and loss of status, as I am reduced to being your maid and your property and nothing more, at the lowest level of society. Please condition me psychologically so that I eventually lose all hope or even thought of returning to my old life.”Kristina begged Melissa to. Inarco la schiena, mi rilasso, mi concentro sul sapore e sul profumo di Chiara. Il mio cazzo è duro e pulsante nella sua bocca, il cazzo di Carlo è duro e pulsante contro il mio buco del culo. Nel corso dell'ultima ora ho indossato un plug bello grosso - e molto lubrificato - quindi adesso lì dietro sono morbido e cedevole: Carlo preme, io spingo, lo sfintere si dilata, e lui scivola lentamente dentro di me, facendomi gemere mentre la mia lingua fruga golosamente tra i profumi umidi di Chiara,. She began to assess her situation. She was definitely naked.She was secured to the wall. Her arms were outstretched with padded, metalbands securing her wrists. Her legs were spread quite wide and her ankles weresimilarly bound to the wall. Bands also secured her neck and her forehead tothe wall. She was completely immobile except for the slight ability to moveher hips away from the wall. But, worst of all, her head and pussy felt funny!Since she couldn't move her head, she couldn't look down. It's Milking time at the moment whichoccurs twice a day once in the morning and once early evening. This isthe best part of us Cows day. The formula that we had been injectedwith, my Ranchers own design, I think he must have been a doctor orscientist in his previous life but I digress, means that us cowsproduce a huge amount of milk every day. By the time milking comesaround our udders are so full that we are desperate to be milked. It'sthe way my Rancher wants it, we are all so dependant on.