Anyway, the simple truth is that I’m a “Control Freak”.Yeah, yeah, I know, “No shit Sherlock” Right?All true, all true. But, The Fickle Whor... I refer to up above is not one of my girls, or even a friend of mine. No, I refer to her as the Goddess of Perfection, or whatever the hell you want to call her.I have spent and continue to spend large amounts of my sanity, and untold hundreds of hours, not to mention blood, sweat, and tears in trying to coax what I need from her.What am I rambling about?. Jae had only been working for our company for no more than 6 months. Every time I would walk past her desk, I would make a conscious effort to stop and chat to her. There had always seemed to be a bit of harmless flirting between the two of us. Jae was an attractive voluptuous women, with all her curves in all the right places. She had large breasts, a big round ‘I want you to fuck me’ arse, smooth solid legs, (not that I took any notice of them,) and dark brown hair that hung just below her. We’ve been friends long enough to do without the formality and I think you’ll tell the facts better if we talk as equals, as we usually do. Start from the beginning.??You know that late last night, our soldiers caught a group from the neighbouring state, infiltrating our boundary. We immediately made slaves of the twelve men and eight women and the soldiers took it as their right to have their sport with them. Princess Elizabeth heard the news too and decided to sneak out of the palace dressed. After sucking on each cock a number of times she could feel her own drool dripping of her chin as she had her mouth fucked multiple times by the three strangers. This was not the look of a married woman who had a husband and kids at home. This was more like a high-budget porn video. The thing that scared her the most as he reminded her of what she was doing was that she was so turned on by it and never thought it was wrong. She had never been so naughty, so slutty; and she loved it.One of the.