04-02-2009, 03:02 PM
Elva moaned sweetly and purred with pleasure, being the proper slave and allowing her mistress to do as she pleased. Suddenly there was a series of hard knocks at the door. "Whore! Whore! Come out your filthy bitch! And bring your Angelo car slut!" the voices were all to familiar, and Elva immediately looked scared, here eyes filled with fright. "M-Mistress." She said in a small distressed whine, not know what to do.
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Alexander sighed, this Grace had become a problem, she was to much, and she had affected Hunter like no one ever had. Such a shame what was happening to her now, and what the effect was on Hunter. He watched his war leader leave and sighed once more. "Come her Neko, papa wants to pet you a bit before bed." He said tiredly.
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Grace was were Hunter had left her, sitting on a chair next to the crib that held their child. Her eyes were down cast, her stature slumped. One hand rested on the edge of the crib, rocking it gently back and forth, soothing her sleeping child, while her other hand rested on her knee. Her tray of food was nearby, only half of its contents eaten.
Everything was as Hunter had left it...well not everything. A man sat on their bed, looking at Grace. When Hunter entered he said nothing, though a slight incline of his head told Hunter that he knew he was there. Grace did not seem disturbed by his presence, in fact she did not seem to notice him at all.
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Alexander sighed, this Grace had become a problem, she was to much, and she had affected Hunter like no one ever had. Such a shame what was happening to her now, and what the effect was on Hunter. He watched his war leader leave and sighed once more. "Come her Neko, papa wants to pet you a bit before bed." He said tiredly.
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Grace was were Hunter had left her, sitting on a chair next to the crib that held their child. Her eyes were down cast, her stature slumped. One hand rested on the edge of the crib, rocking it gently back and forth, soothing her sleeping child, while her other hand rested on her knee. Her tray of food was nearby, only half of its contents eaten.
Everything was as Hunter had left it...well not everything. A man sat on their bed, looking at Grace. When Hunter entered he said nothing, though a slight incline of his head told Hunter that he knew he was there. Grace did not seem disturbed by his presence, in fact she did not seem to notice him at all.
