The kings pet.

The kings pet.

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"Oh I would love to punish you,?have your beautiful milky skin bleeding but today you will be upstairs helping the other slaves in the kitchen" I chuckled, if he really thought that I would behave then he was completely wrong. "And why would I do tha..." just before I could finish my sentence I felt his fingers touch my core, this touch caused me to gasp in surprise. I tried to close my legs but I knew there was no point since I had a spreader on my thighs. "Well the king will be having dinner with us and I have to show of my pretty pets" he says as he repeatedly rubs my core, I try to steady my breathing so he doesn't see the effect it has on me. "I am not your pet do you..." although my voice came out softer then I wanted I was happy that I still had the strength to speak before I started to beg him to not touch me. I wanted to carry on speaking but he uninvitedly inserted one finger inside me core which brought that familiar unwanted feeling I always got when these filthy beasts touch me.
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