’ As reluctant as the Lords were to do anything further to their victim, they were not about to argue with the Grand Duchess in front of the other s...rvants. They ordered the guards to unchain Criminal # 100934 from the whipping post and put him in the pillory. Once he was chained, the young man hung limply. The Lords became even more concerned about his condition. They knew that they would have to somehow divert the attention of the Grand Duchess as quickly as possible, so they could get. I gasped and moaned out loud, “Oh fuck. Yeah, baby. Watch your little slut fuck herself in front of the window. You like that, your little sex toy getting watched by the hot woman across the street?” I felt so hot and dirty in that moment, my eyes never leaving the body of the woman across the street.As if on cue, she readjusted herself, one leg on each side of her recliner so I had a clear shot of her crotch, barely covered by her string bikini. I made a deep guttural sound as my fingers. What a coincidence. Anyway I went with my mom with my bike. My mom guided to her home.Her home was a big house well-furnished and well maintained. I and my mom sat in the drawing room with her mom. Her mom was a sex bomb. She was very fair and wearing a black salwar which was so tight that her figure was popping out from that dress and her curves were significantly visible. I can say without measuring that she has a 30-30-36, and her boobs were firm as if she is carrying two melons. Very big. "Ky, no more stalling. You look like someone just fucked your brains out, girl. Spill!" Kylie did just that. She told her friend about her night with Brayden, about the barriers they'd crossed. About how he'd played the role of harsh 'serial killer' to turn her on, to make her helpless, and to make her come like she'd never come before. What might have seemed like the ultimate night of sexual debauchery was actually something much simpler, more beautiful; just the act of making love. Despite.