Peaches was naked except for a black leather sleeve that held both her arms tightly behind her back, and her body was folded into the space beneath the Prince’s chair. He was true to the letter of his word, she reflected, but maybe it could be easier for her to talk… Porn video Peaches, gasping from her orgasm, the royal semen still lining her mouth and hanging off her chin, was released from the chair where she had spent the morning and pulled by a handfull of hair to the conference table. She was hot and willing constantly, thanks to indoctrination, brainwashing, constant sexual attention and aphrodisiacs surgically implanted, slowly dissolving into her bloodstream. The chastity belt held one final torment, and Peaches closed her eyes in resignation as the trooper applied it. The place is degenerate but it could have its uses.’
‘Agreed,’ came the voice of Peaches’ part time owner, Colonel Ewing. ‘I suggest Peaches here
