I was the personal slave of the Master’s young daughter… She was my tormentor and my misfortune… the embodiment of evil and malice. I was always afraid of her. One wrong, ambiguous expression or eye movement and she punished me very harshly…


The daughter of the Master by asiel19
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– Laura!. – Yes, Mistress, I am at your service… – You have been ours… for about a year now, haven’t you? You’ve come a long way. You have learned quickly, and haven’t had any major problems since. – Oh, you honor me too much, Mistress.


The First Gift (cropped) by asiel19
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– Mistress, this is your salad, as ordered. Can I do something else for you? – No, slave. Thanks. Stay here, at disposal, Tits out, back straight, please. Our guests will arrive in 3 hours…


Friday Afternoon (cropped) by asiel19
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