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| 8 | 554 | "Ohh!" View more quotes about gasped">gasped Lady Phoebe, crying out in the blindfold, squirming on the saddle before me. |
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| 8 | 551 | Perhaps I had been a fool to let it get away. |
| 8 | 552 | Yes, she might make an interesting slave, perhaps a low slave. |
| 8 | 553 | Then I dismissed thoughts of her from my mind. |
| 8 | 554 | "Ohh!" gasped Lady Phoebe, crying out in the blindfold, squirming on the saddle before me. |
| 8 | 555 | I heard the tiny sounds of the linkage of the slave bracelets. |
| 8 | 556 | Her white thighs contrasted nicely with the smooth, dark, glossy leather. |
| 8 | 557 | Sometimes they were flattened against the leather, as though gripping it for dear life, and, at other times, they rubbed, and squirmed, and moved helplessly, piteously, against it. |