Noticing a hair pin fall to the floor it immediately gave her an idea, twisting her hand slightly, she started to reach for it knowing it may help her...to get out of this scary room and find the answers she needed. Seeming like forever, she used the hair pin to get one hand cuff open, quickly she was able to take the following handcuff off, then the cuffs on her feet. Standing up her body felt cramped, slowly she opened the door, noticing the white walls, and the crystal floor, glancing around,. A man. A man standing between your thighs. You know you have to say yes now don’t you? Even if his cock has to be inside you; even if he has to fuck you; even if he has to use you like a whore. You have no alternative but to say yes. As he leans over you once again and runs his hands over your breasts; as he kisses you gently and he asks to fuck you again you finally give in and whisper “Yes”. “What was that?” He will ask to be certain. “Yes.” You will say a little louder. “Yes to what?” He. The softness of her lips moved up to my ear. Mischievously, she lightly bit the tender flesh below my ear, and electricity rand down my spine. My cock twitched, gently bobbing against her thong, and this brought a happy purr from her. She slowly rubbed herself against my hardened shaft, and I could feel the precum oozing out of it. This was going to be a difficult story, I could tell already."If she truly is a princess, then she would notice a single pea under a hundred mattresses…" I continued. Every time you are presented to a new master or mistress, this is how you will pose." Yes sir," Timmy said miserably."Pose, slave." Beevis barked at him and pointed at the line of girls. Timmy went next to Tabby, knelt and tried to copy them."Knees apart! Chest out! Head back! Freeze!" Butthead went to a table and picked up the phone. "Ready sir," he said. A few moments later, Charles, Emma and Claire walked in and looked them over."Excellent work! Our stable grows. He will be much in demand.