Wolk
The howny wabbit
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- Sep 21, 2002
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Joey looked down at her fit with his lips pressed tightly together. He didn't want to have her like this. He knew it wasn't her conscious fault. She just crumbled under the emotional pressure. But at the same time there was nothing he could do about it. She had to be a good slave or he would lose face. And he didn't want to do that in the circle of people among whom 'losing face' may very well involve a chainsaw.
On the other hand, he was mad. Considering her circumstances, Sable was in a very good position thanks to him. And here she was making his life harder than it needed to be. 'What, would it kill her to pretend to be a wanton slut and fuck wildly with him? Hordes of other chicks don't seem to have a problem, but precious Sable here wouldn't do it to save her life. Shit!' He thought angrily.
"Get up." He said. "Get up, Sable!" The firm repeat was in a voice she couldn't ignore. Joey looked her in the eyes for some time, not smiling, but not angry either.
"Go take a shower, Sable."
On the other hand, he was mad. Considering her circumstances, Sable was in a very good position thanks to him. And here she was making his life harder than it needed to be. 'What, would it kill her to pretend to be a wanton slut and fuck wildly with him? Hordes of other chicks don't seem to have a problem, but precious Sable here wouldn't do it to save her life. Shit!' He thought angrily.
"Get up." He said. "Get up, Sable!" The firm repeat was in a voice she couldn't ignore. Joey looked her in the eyes for some time, not smiling, but not angry either.
"Go take a shower, Sable."