Does that make me a slut? If so, then I’m happy to be a slut. I’m proud to be a slut Sara, I empower the word, I wear it as a badge of honor. To m..., being a slut conveys that I make my own choices about who gets to share my body and bed!’ Packed with cock-meat, Sara groaned and nodded. Tamara made perfect sense and she was giving Sara food for thought, so another kiss, one of gratitude and passion combined, was bestowed on Tamara’s full, soft lips. Sara was also grateful to Austin, he had. It was simultaneously degrading and compelling. Before Katherine I was, and had, nobody. She provided me with direction... purpose. Sorry for the reminiscing. It helps to break up the monotony and keep my mind off the pain all over my body and in my psyche. Oh! She?s walking over here. I try to say ?please please please untie me!? but it just comes out as ?mmmmph mmph mmmmph? around the gag in my mouth. She bursts out laughing. Now she?s got her shiny new iPhone (paid for out of my. I’ve been a rotten excuse for a human being. I’m well aware of this. What do you want with me?” Melanie began sobbing a bit, scared to death and knowing that she was in mortal peril now.“I was your baby, the unborn child that you had with your ex-husband, Louis Hatch. Now, however, I am a demon and he has a curse placed upon you, a voodoo curse, in fact. You’re doomed, one way or the other. I was granted a new life since you stole my old one from me with the help of Dr. Gunderson. Now, I’m. "Oh, and one more thing, Kurlack. Take the soiled sheets with you. I won't sleep on sheets smelling of you." Yes, your Majesty." He yanked the sheets off the bed, kicking them into a pile before replacing them with clean linens from the chest at the foot of her bed. He worked quickly. He didn't want to be present when she returned.Jagati stared at her reflection in the mirror. She could see the rosy flush that still filled her face. Pressing her hands to her warm cheeks, she tried to give.