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Chapter 2 by corran25 corran25

Emille, Little One, or Slut?

Slut

With an evil grin, I slowly walk to Slut's room and pull open the door, to the sight of her lying naked on the bed with her legs spread and her fingers buried in her pussy. The second she notices me she jumps up and runs up in front of me, her tits bouncing, then drops to her knees. "Good morning, Master. To what do I owe the pleasure of your company and attentions?"

Slowly, I lower my fly and pull out my cock. She stares at it, mezmerized as I stroke it's hard flesh slowly. A groan escapes her and she licks her lips. "I am disappointed that you girls weren't around last night. Look what you left me."

Panting, Slut nods rapidly. "Shall I take care of that, sir?"

Grinning even wider, I shake my head and purr. "Not just yet. We shan't do this here and I think that you may have earned a few things for teasing me with your body." Reaching over onto the side table, I pick up her collar and attach it around her neck, hooking a lead to the ring in the middle and leading her back to my room.

Standing proudly in the middle of the room, Slut waits for my wishes. She moans softly as I prepare to treat her to an appropriate set of punishments.

What happens next?

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