Hitting all the best places, the best spots. Fucking the sweet girl with the prick she still loved to feel and enjoy.Isabella was thoroughly screwed t...at night, and many more nights, by her mistress and her master. They all shared a special bond now. They grew old together and during those years Isabella apprenticed with two artists. A master and a mistress of the arts. And experts at love as well. The two artisans died within days of each other. They had been lovers. But even greater they had. On the whole we all got on, sharing duties and so on and by and large Toby knew his place. I can’t actually remember how he came to be sharing with us and he wasn’t there for the whole year, but that’s by the by. The story began when Gemma, Hayley and I were shopping for the weekend at the local supermarket. I along with Hayley had come straight from hockey practice and we were in our full kit of knee high white socks, short navy skirts and white tops. Gemma was carrying an injury so was in. "Jade began to perk up a little bit, thinking that maybe this was ok."But we made a bet. We made the rules." Sam whined, clearly upset that she wasn't getting her way."Yeah," Beck said, "you did. Rules that would have put you back in bed with your ex." You would have been there too." No, I wouldn't have... if you knew me as much as I thought you did, you would know that this is one hundred percent wrong and I would have no part in it. I mean, if you want Freddie so bad, why don't you just fuck. ‘Jaq’ got used to the idea of slaves really quick. Like he knew something, maybe? And his world isn’t as free as they make out. I saw him in communication with his boss, he’s something in government, like a spook even. Maybe? I don’t know…’The effort of speaking, even thinking coherently, battling against her exhaustion, the discomfort of her bonds, and the Prince’s wandering, teasing hands, was almost too much for her.‘I see,’ her owner said, and buckled her gag back into her mouth. .