Enslaved Princess:Being His Maid
  • LETTURE 1,473
  • Voti 132
  • Parti 23
  • Tempo 1h 42m
  • LETTURE 1,473
  • Voti 132
  • Parti 23
  • Tempo 1h 42m
Completa, pubblicata il mar 13, 2022
You think you can escape me ? he asked.
Wha....what do you want from me,I asked stammering but he tilted his head and I could feel his hot breath fanning my neck,I tried holding myself not to get most with what was happening,I was so scared since he was the first man getting this close to me,what do you want from me ? each and everyday you keep torturing me,what on earth did I do to you ? I asked in tears and he looked into my eyes smiling.
You don't want me to torture you,he asked huskily,well I'll grant that if....he said and paused then carried my leg and put it around him,holding my thigh,I gasped in shock,I won't torture you if you become my mistress.
  



Halimat Nassir is a princess who was captured and sold into slavery,what happens to her in the new kingdom she finds herself ? a kingdom where she is always harrased by a sex flirt,an irresponsible prince.
     Will she be free ? and of that happens will she have her revenge on him or destiny has a different plan.
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