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~ Sainte Agnes ~
Hagiography ou autobiography ?
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Helene, the new sexual pet in Glück's house
In the evening
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~ Sainte Agnes ~ Hagiography ou autobiography ?
Helene, the new sexual pet in Glück's house In the evening |
| After many corridors, after many stairs and elevators, Helene is taken to "her bedroom". Although that little room in the basement was clean and comfortable, it just was a cell locked by a heavy iron door |
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- I would like to go to the... loo - No problemo, Honey. Just there. You'll have to take your precautions. In the evening and during the morning toilet. |
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- I... are you going to stay here ? - Sur. A pretty chick like you has nothing to hide. |
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It took time. Helene was ashamed. She wanted to do, but she was completely blocked under the concupiscent eye of the man. |
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When Helene finished, the man took her back to the "bedroom". - There on the bed, there are your clothes. Do yourself up. Nice red lips, made-up eyes. And I want to see your nape. Tie up your hair. I am going to find something to eat. We are going to have a loving dinner. A loving dinner ? Helene was thinking. To dress ? This nighty is very short. And see-through ! So Helene obeyed. She knew the meanning of "loving dinner". What did it matter, It's better to be raped than be tortured. |
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- Not very things in the kitchen, just a pizza. But it's good. And I bring a bottle of wine. Slice the pizza... Don't intend to do. To use the knife. You'll not hurt me. But after it would be painful for you. |
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- You can take a slice. And eat. On your knees. In front of me. I want to see your pussy. |
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| - I have to chain you for the night. It's the rule. |  |
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- Let's see... - You do like that. Do you? |
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| No, Helene did not like that. But the man succeded in erecting her nipples by dint of palpation and pinch. A simple mechanical effect. | ||
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No... Helene did not like that. She did no more like, when the man plunged into her and started get her leg over. Helene cried. Not with pleasure. She did not like that. She was in pain. She was all dry. Although the man spitted on his member, Helene groan with pain when he forced her. Some minutes later, while the man got dressed again, he reproached her: |
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- Next time you'll have to wriggle your little ass. I admit it's the first time. Next time ? Sure they will be other times. Helene was thinking. Agnes could help me. But she si powerless. Then Helene thought she was shelfish. I just to open my legs... My poor Agnes... |
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The man covered Helene with a shit, then with a blanket. - Good night honey. Sleep well. Tomorrow you are going to do nothing |
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The man locked the door. Helene listened. The man was fading away. He was climbing stairs Gone ! , Helene thought. She turned over and over, trying to find a comfortable position. Then she fell asleep. |
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to be continued ...
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