All people and events depicted are fictional and any resemblance to persons living or dead is purely coincidental. He must get pleasure ordering me around or keeping me naked or just “owning” me. Cartoon sex As soon as her feet hit the water, she screamed really loud. Slave puta was still calling out “Weeeeee” as they dropped, but she didn’t sound quite as enthusiastic about it. Then the music stopped and the slaves dropped really fast into one of the tanks. I had to practically run to keep up with him as he hurried over to the food tent. She was standing on top of it and her feet were in these thick cloth boot sort of restraints that held her tight to the metal bar. When we got there, Master went up to Herr Dunkler and handed him an envelope. He said that when he finally gave me a name, it would mean that he accepted me as his slave. “I usually enjoy the Carousel, but the Ferris Wheel always pops my cork at least twice.”
Master laughed and
