I held her prettyface in my hands and pumped into her mouth, face-fucking her, holding my cock inher throat, shutting off her air while I ejaculated d...wn her throat. "Good doggie," I told her. "This is what you are for," I said, as she kneltthere, panting, her belly swollen, her ass glowing red. "To be filled with waterand piss if it pleases me, to be whipped if it pleases me, and to take cocks andcum into your holes. You're a cum dump and a whore, Anna, do you understand?"She barked once I. What he was doing in Paris at that time isn't clear, but in fact his main claim to fame and promotion came through diplomatic work rather than wielding a sword and charging at things so I suspect that that had something to do with it. Her brothers were killed in the Franco Prussian war and she was left as the sole beneficiary. So that sorts out the French estate. How the General made his money isn't clear, but he was in the Middle East and India during the second half of the century so it must. Her arms made a "T" shape with her body. There was no support for her head, she just hung there by the ropes. Angie also realized that in her current position, her pussy was bare, exposed. Anyone could just walk up and see it... or worse. And there would be nothing she could do to stop them. Fear gripped Angie. The room smelled a little of sweat and ... sex? She tried to turn her head to see what was behind her. She could barely turn, and anyway she saw nothing at all. Nor could she hear. Her breathing became rapid. Her knees came up, opening her to me even more. Her hands, instead of supporting her, grasped the back of my head and forced me onto her painted cunt. I became lost in her folds. My nose ground into her pubis, even teeth made contact as she tried to cram herself into my mouth. I know she was shouting something, but my concentration was too occupied to her what it was. And then, she went rigid for a second as her orgasm rippled through her. Her taste was simply.