myalaparisienne: ©Dmitry Borisov She wanted to be a slave. I gave her instructions. She was to procede to a lonely hut in the woods. She was to burn her clothes, identity, wallet and phone. Now she waits alone in the remote building as night falls.

myalaparisienne: ©Dmitry Borisov She wanted to be a slave. I gave her instructions. She was to procede to a lonely hut in the woods. She was to burn her clothes, identity, wallet and phone. Now she waits alone in the remote building as night falls.

Myalaparisienne: ©Dmitry Borisov I Told Her To Meet Me In A Hotel. She Signed The Slavery Contract, And I Tied Her Spread To A Chair. I Packed Her Belongings Into A Suitcase. Soon There Was A Knock At The Door. An Efficient Woman Carrying A Small

You Don&Amp;Rsquo;T Need These Any More. Not Where You&Amp;Rsquo;Re Going.

You Signed The Contract. Now You Begin To Understand What I Can Do To You. As The Soft Tresses Fall Away, You Watch In Trepedation As The Piercer Lays Out Her Instruments.

As I Punish The First Of The Three Slaves, The Other Two Face The Wall And Listen To Her Moans Of Anguish And The Rattle Of Chains. I See Sweat Start To Drip Down Their Bodies. They Know Better Than To Turn Around.

Her Skin Is Pale. It Will Mark Well.

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Her Hair Was Starting To Grow Back. Time For The Razor.

Now, Let&Amp;Rsquo;S Try That Position Again And See If You Do It Properly This Time. Snaps Whip Sips Champagne

After All That Champagne, I Need To Piss Like A Racehorse. Now, Where Shall I Do It?

Attentive. She&Amp;Rsquo;S Been Well Trained.

Twenty Minutes Before The Next Twelve. Drop It, And We Start Again.

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