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Gabriela Wojciechowska
Your masters wake up with you at their feet. I order you to bring us breakfast, enjoy my morning and feed you the remains of what we had. While we relax and indulge in the meal you smell and massage our feet.
I reveal to you that my boyfriend, your owner has bought the company where you used to be my boss, as well as, acquired your family with the same contract as we acquired you. Now you are going to be a family of slaves who serves us.
We are spending a sunny day at the poolside while you serve me lemonade and sit at my feet.
Suddenly, you spil a drop of the beverage on my feet and I cannot accept such behavior. I tell you to bring me my whip and kneel. I beat you a few times and discuss with my boyfriend how much progress you are making as our slave.
Your masters wake up with you at their feet. I order you to bring us breakfast, enjoy my morning and feed you the remains of what we had. While we relax and indulge in the meal you smell and massage our feet.
I reveal to you that my boyfriend, your owner has bought the company where you used to be my boss, as well as, acquired your family with the same contract as we acquired you. Now you are going to be a family of slaves who serves us.
We are spending a sunny day at the poolside while you serve me lemonade and sit at my feet.
Suddenly, you spil a drop of the beverage on my feet and I cannot accept such behavior. I tell you to bring me my whip and kneel. I beat you a few times and discuss with my boyfriend how much progress you are making as our slave.