“Do you approve, my dear?” “Very much,” said Flavia. Xena quivered with dread. “From time to time,” continued Venetia, “I shall GIVE her...to you... to amuse yourself with.” “Thank you, Highness,” said Flavia. A little gleam of pleasure came into those icy blue eyes. Xena could scarcely believe what she was hearing. She... an ADORING slave? She... LONGING to please? She... WHIMPERING with pleasure at doing so? She... being GIVEN to Flavia? The world had gone mad. She began to tremble. I find my phone again and look at the screen. Shit! I clear my throat and answer the call. "Hello?" "Hello Chanel, it's Jessica. Did you still want to meet at 9 this morning?" I pull my phone away and check the time on the screen. 8:27. Awesome. "Yes, I can be there," I reply, trying to sound awake. I can't miss this appointment, and of course I forgot about it last night and decided to get all fucked up. "Great, I'll see you soon." "Sounds good, thank you," I reply, and hang up. "Fuck," I. I did what she asked me to and did the same thing i had done the night before, but this time when i went to go suck on her tits they were already out she moaned a little more this time, thinking she was just having another dream, i didnt think much of her moans. I continued and crawled under the covers and did the same thing until i was between her legs only to notice that same smell again. Curiousity took over and i started inching closer to where i thought her underwear would be, only to bump. She was soon suffocating, banging her arms on table; they pulled her up, as she hysterically tried to blow out her airways, then shoved her facedown in the cake again. The man with the glove on shoved his thumb hard up her anus, and then rammed two fingers up her cunt hole; he gripped them together hard and began twisting the perineum between her asshole and her vagina, bouncing her up and down by this horrible perineal grip as her feet scrabbled on the floor and she suffocated in the cake. He.