The next generation
Astrid knelt. Naked. Wrists cuffed to ankles. Facing the wall. Sucking the dildo … Attached to the wall. She had sucked the long, thick black dildo. For … A couple of hours? At least. She had sucked it since Mistress Hjertstedt. Brought her down to the basement. Placed her there. And told her to suck it. And Astrid wouldn’t stop sucking it. No matter...