Morning Call
Morning Call by slavegirlThe bed felt warm. Oh so comfortable with the soft, satin comforter draped over slavegirl's body even though the tight chain around slavegirl's waist always pinched. The chain was tight, the chain was constant, the chain was her on-going reminder of the intense sexual submission she entrusted to he who owned her.Master pulled slavegirl's collar. "Time to get up," he said.slavegirl twisted while moaning with pleasure. She didn't have to look at the clock to know the...