Her name is AlidaFair, kind, beautiful. She is destined to become the leader of the great kingdom someday. She enjoys art, poetry, fancy clothing, and...childish panties.And has a habit of "accidentally" putting herself if embarrassing situations.Some say that she doesn't even know it's happening. But in reality, she does it on purpose.She loves the embarrassment, the humiliation, the exposure. Something to escape her everyday life of being royaltyOften she leaves her dress in her room before. ‘Actually, it belongs to my family’, Amy replied. ‘My father purchased it when I was ten. I’m the only one of the Millers that has come up every year since. Twenty winters I’ve made the trek up here.’ ‘Five of them with me! The other fifteen…who knows? I don’t ask,’ Jacob chuckled, emerging from the log cabin with a bottle of Kahlua coffee liqueur. Tyler, Brooke’s boyfriend of six months, followed close behind holding a couple of mugs. ‘Oh come on honey! You know I was a virgin when I met. . named after my father, doctor sir." Her expression had changed, revealing the long-endured sadness at knowing that she had been a source of disappointment from the moment of her birth. A finger lifting up her chin interrupted her unhappy thoughts."Just as well for us that you ARE a girl, slave - and a fine young creature at that! So put the foolish idea that your gender was a mistake out of your pretty head and accept who you are with pride, little slave Alexa. Hmmm ... your birth certificate. He locked her to it so she couldn't get out. She was in the perfect position for him she was bent over so he could take her from behind also her head was on a bar so her mouth was easy to get to. She was cussing at this point. " Your a sick bastard. Let me go now and i wont tell anyone. Just leave me alone" He Slapped her again harder this time. "I told you to be good. You WILL be broken one way or another. I was hoping you would be easy but instead you wanna make this fun for me." He laughed a.