Tags: Abigail Dupree, Master James |
Ever wonder what it’d be like to own your very own human property? Could you fill with? What would you do when you wanted a little amusement and got tired? Servant abigail dreads these days when she can hear her Master. . .grinding away at a apparatus he has created for his play thing. This time he was making a device to check the limitations of His slaves twistabilities… because you has to know, obviously, just how far is your system ready to be twisted until excruciating pain is left handed? At first glance, out this device to look quite inviting in comparison to the confined areas of the bird cage which she has endured through the night is found by abigail. She hopes her Master is in the mood to see her in some type of pleasure this after all and was quite mistaken. |