To speak his name is nowpunishable by death but all citizens of Fantasia were in fear should theyor their children suffer his fate, to be altered from...a loving hero,intothis evil and malicious girl.When Missy wasnt sitting quietly and obediently at the side of hermistress, or her nails being painted or her make up being redone she wastorturing this woman in the Queen's dungeon. The woman used to be herreal mother but Missy didnt recognise her. Instead Missy would tortureher over and over. He went further down under her, running his tongue on the soft tender flesh between her pussy and her anus, his licking finally caressing her rear hole. She could see his eyes wide looking up at her, his nose almost buried in her pussy as he tastes her ass. He was kissing her anus gently his expression ecstatic."Oooooooo oh, ohh ugggggg!" She wriggled the pulley creaking as it held her taut.His fingers pushed into her slit, then pressed on her ass hole. He began to jab two fingers into her. The toast popped up and he buttered the four of them and spread them amongst the three plates and put four more pieces of bread in to toast. He added some bacon to each plate and then lightly salt and peppered the eggs. He found a large tray and put the three plates on it with utensils and napkins and brought it to the dining room and set it up before getting the girls out of the living room to start eating before it got cold. Brian went back in and flipped his eggs and buttered the toast when. Mary blushed a deeper red until Charlotte began to chuckle and then Mary laughed with her and the two beautiful women fell into each other’s arms and kissed again.“Is it awful? Laughing during a funeral I mean?” Charlotte dabbed at the corner of her eye with a handkerchief.“Well technically the funeral and interment are over so no; not really,” Mary smiled wanly.“Come. Let’s walk the gardens and go down to the Hall and get a drink,” Mary took Charlotte gently by the elbow.“I have so many.