There wasn’t going to be any first names here, I could tell. Apparently, my jeans weren’t what was expected of an artist in New York.“Pleased to...meet you, Mr. Caldwell.” He ignored my offered hand.“This gallery is too big for your collection. We expected more pieces. You do have more, don’t you?” he asked as we entered the room.“Of course,” I said, subconsciously adopting a bit of his snooty tone, “just not for you.” Clarice nodded subtly to me. The room was large, but I couldn’t see that it. I let out a blood curing scream feeling it brutally forced it in me, my tears was flowing like rain into my pillow. While writhing in pain from the anal plug he rammed the dildo into my now soaked cunt. "Now, Ceres, shall I go on?" he asked me.“No Master, please stop! I will never disobey you and Mistress Julia again as long as I live!” That apparently wasn't the answer he was looking for. Finding the bamboo cane he rubbed it all over my throbbing ass and cunt. What a glorious feeling of pain. More

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