Mirror, Mirror on the Wall, Who’s the Toughest Phonesex Slave of All

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“This one.” Princess Kayla smiled as she fisted her fingers in his hair and drew his head back so that he was forced to look in her eyes. “This is the slave I’ll use this evening.”

“As you wish, Your Highness.” The slave dealer clicked her heels and all of the slaves except for the chosen one stood up. As the turned to leave, the princess couldn’t help but notice how each and every one of the slaves that was being excused had a straining hard on. She was pleased to see the slave she’d chosen wasn’t yet as desperate. His time would come.

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