1. Barbaria Act 4 Chapter 8


    Date: 2/28/2016, Categories: BDSM, Hardcore, Author: Victor-Bruno, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    taken away and well cared for. “I want a lot more of that arsehole,” he growled, “not to mention that delicious mouth!” Thus, for Xena, began a week of almost continuous perverted sexual activity... interspersed with wild orgies of drinking. It was, one might say, a case of from ‘hang over to bend over’! Envoi (Three months have passed) Xena slithered across the marble floor of Princess Venetia’s Throne Room on her belly. She came to the dais on which the Throne was set and saw a bare foot with toe-nails painted a bright red. It was she who had painted those nails, earlier in the day. The Princess had not commended her for her neat work but the fact that she had not been punished indicated she was satisfied. Xena felt a glow of pleasure at that. It was gratifying to be able to please this beautiful woman in ways that she wanted. “You may kiss my toe, Xena,” said Princess Venetia. Xena kissed the toe, almost with a kind of reverence. How lucky I am, she thought, to have such an all-powerful yet so understanding a woman as my Owner. She has come to realise that I want to serve her and please her in every possible way. That is not only my duty, it is my privilege. I have come to admire her for her magnificence and her loveliness. Without doubt, she is the most beautiful woman in the world. It can now be fairly said ...
    that I adore her. Worship her, almost. “Xena...” “Highness?” Xena was still flat on her belly on the floor. “A little later, I may summon you to my bed-chamber.” A whimper of sheer pleasure escaped Xena. It was the highest honour a slave could receive. “Ooohh... thank you, Highness... thank you... ooohh... you are too good to me...” “Mmmm... maybe I am,” said Princess Venetia. “That is why, Xena, from time to time, I have to have a rod laid across your backside. To redress the balance.” “I... I understand, Highness... yes... yes... I do. I appreciate it.” “Good... good...” said Princess Venetia. “That is as it should be.” The Princess was smiling serenely as she recalled - long, long ago it seemed now - that she had promised Xena she would make her into an ADORING slave... one LONGING to please... one WHIMPERING with pleasure at doing so. Yes, the once mighty Princess Alexena was going to be made into THE MOST ABJECT SUBMISSIVE SLAVE IMAGINABLE. That was something not exactly believed at the time! Yet Princess Venetia had done it. It really was most gratifying. Most rewarding. “Get out,” ordered Princess Venetia. “Yes, Highness.” On her belly, Xena slithered backwards across the smooth marble floor and out of the Throne Room. She was content. Was not her Highness going to summon her to her bed-chamber soon? The End
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