She had a mop of brown hair in a pageboy cut and a slim athletic looking body. Her breasts were small, but seemed the perfect size to Paul. Anything b...gger would have left her body looking unbalanced. She looked a little like an elf would, and the first time Paul had met her he had almost checked her for pointed ears.Paul loathed the job itself. It was utterly menial and needed no mental effort whatsoever. All he had to do was listen to the moronic customers telling him what they wanted. Then. She had a compulsive hatred towards all men, and a cruel fetish to dominate and abuse submissive females. A classic type A personality whose character defects probably stem from the trauma of potty training. With drugs and hypnosis I had regressed her mental age to the anal phase in order to detect and delete her defects in personality. With my hands on training, and Pamela's corrective discipline, her PTSD (Post Traumatic Stress Disorder) will be a thing of the past. Before she became such. The news was meant to give her encouragement, but Hildburg also felt apprehension. Soon, she would have to play a role nobody had ever prepared her for: that of the wife of a feudal office holder.Nevertheless, they started out on the next morning for another dreary day of wet clothes and muddy roads. By mid-afternoon, Joerg pointed ahead."See, up there? That's Lauheim castle already. We're almost at home. I suppose, we can make it to the Erlenburg, before nightfall."Hildburg nodded mutely. She. Dan’s expert tongue and fingers maintained a steady pace. Allison hadn’t been loved like this by a man before and a moment later suddenly arched her back. “Uhhh, uhhh, uhhh, uhhh!” Sensual grunts passed her lips, as she experienced a very strong climax.Dan lapped up her oozing nectar, wanting every last possible drop. He was fascinated that her cum juices tasted similar to Claudia’s.His face glistened with her moisture as she urged him up her body. A pause at each nipple and she cupped his.