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The Petticoat | adat | 10

 

Tyra took a deep breath, and obeyed. She knew better than to invoke a punishment. The bastard that had trapped them both was far too creative... She didn't plan to just give up, she just had to wait for a chance. And for now, as unnatural for her as it might have been, she had to get into bed with this girl. And she wasn't kidding herself that maybe she would just be allowed to go to sleep. She knew things would get...physical.

She crawled into bed and pressed her back up against Kate's front. She laid very still, hoping that she would be allowed to just drift off. And for a while it seemed that that's what was going to happen. She had just started noticing how uncomfortable it was going to be trying to sleep in the petticoat when she heard Kate whisper: "Please no, not that."

Silence followed for a moment, then Kate gasped as if she had been pinched. Tyra knew she'd just been given a command, knew that she would suffer a punishment if she didn't obey. She closed her eyes and tried to prepare herself but still jerked when Kate's hands slid over her bare breast and in between her legs from behind. Kate licked her upper back in the indentation of her spine. Tyra gasped.

"Face her, Tyra. Kiss her. Fuck her."

Her master had spoken, and Tyra turned to obey. Neither girl noticed the web cam's steady light, it's lens focused on the two young heterosexual women's degradation. It recorded everything...

 

Details? The next day? Or something else?


          Fondling and kissing.

 
 
 

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