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Nayanthara is entertaining her producer by being his sex slave for a night
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Slutty maid Nayanthara bringing food to her master. Would you like to hire her for yourself?
Madonna Sebastian is ready for inspection
Your pet dog Anika Surendran aka sugartits begging you to take her out for a walk
Wow ....Your pet dog Anika Surendran aka sugartits begging you to take her out for a walk
Is ke sath sirf Doggy Style me maza ayega
Samantha ruth prabhu enslaved by her ex husband
When new world order came to power, women rights were abolished. Once a woman came of age, her ownership will transfer to her father. In the case of married women, ownership transferred to their husbands. old world divorces were nullified for the women who have not remarried. That's how Samantha's ownership transferred to her ex husband Naga Chaitanya.
On claiming of his properties, he promptly put samantha in a pet training program. Where she was trained to walk on fours, Eat from dog bowl without using hands, Communicate her needs with barks and obey the commands from her master.
Once the training has completed he put her in a doghouse he installed in the farmhouse along with the puppy. Both of which she owned just few months ago. She is not allowed inside the house. She has to drink and eat from the same bowl as the puppy.
Here she is, once renowned actress reduced to be a pet girl. Waiting for her master's command to start eating from the dog bowl and lick his shoes to thank him for providing food.
When new world order came to power, women rights were abolished. Once a woman came of age, her ownership will transfer to her father. In the case of married women, ownership transferred to their husbands. old world divorces were nullified for the women who have not remarried. That's how Samantha's ownership transferred to her ex husband Naga Chaitanya.
On claiming of his properties, he promptly put samantha in a pet training program. Where she was trained to walk on fours, Eat from dog bowl without using hands, Communicate her needs with barks and obey the commands from her master.
Once the training has completed he put her in a doghouse he installed in the farmhouse along with the puppy. Both of which she owned just few months ago. She is not allowed inside the house. She has to drink and eat from the same bowl as the puppy.
Here she is, once renowned actress reduced to be a pet girl. Waiting for her master's command to start eating from the dog bowl and lick his shoes to thank him for providing food.
Bro make more of like this with different actress and specially for kashmira pardeshiSamantha ruth prabhu enslaved by her ex husband
When new world order came to power, women rights were abolished. Once a woman came of age, her ownership will transfer to her father. In the case of married women, ownership transferred to their husbands. old world divorces were nullified for the women who have not remarried. That's how Samantha's ownership transferred to her ex husband Naga Chaitanya.
On claiming of his properties, he promptly put samantha in a pet training program. Where she was trained to walk on fours, Eat from dog bowl without using hands, Communicate her needs with barks and obey the commands from her master.
Once the training has completed he put her in a doghouse he installed in the farmhouse along with the puppy. Both of which she owned just few months ago. She is not allowed inside the house. She has to drink and eat from the same bowl as the puppy.
Here she is, once renowned actress reduced to be a pet girl. Waiting for her master's command to start eating from the dog bowl and lick his shoes to thank him for providing food.
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Kashmira pardeshi
Kashmira pardeshi was a supporter of new world order. She was tired of old world. The blatant nepotism in her field, She was tired of working hard in the auditions just to see someone who don't deserve it get that role just because they were a distant relative of a famous person. She was tired of this shit, she just wanted to live carefree. If the new order comes to power, women do not have to work.No more soul-crushing auditions, no more rampant nepotism, no more battling a corrupt system. Just a life free of burdens, devoted solely to serving their. Alas that's what she thought. But in her fervent desire for change, Kashmira overlooked a crucial question: what did serving these masters truly entail?
She voted in favour of the new world order. She pre arranged with her boyfriend to buy her from her father once the new order came to power and women became property to buy and sell. She knows he is the one. What does it matter, under new order they cannot get married. What does it matter instead of tying mangal suthra he will tie a collar around her neck. They'd be together, that's all that mattered. . Their love is such that even if she is a slave, he will going to treat her with dignity, he will be loyal to her right?
On the day of registration she obediently accepted the collar and leash. She blushed when asked to strip in front of the registrars. She knew once a women is registered as a slave, she is no longer permitted to wear clothes. But, it is a small price to pay to get the life she wanted. She even posed submissively for the picture.
She thought she will be more or less a wife to him. But as the day wore on, a sliver of doubt began to crack her hope. Her boyfriend, despite his promises, seemed more interested in the novelty of owning a slave than the woman beneath the collar. A playful command here, a suggestive glance there - it felt like a game, for now. A cold dread settled in her stomach. What if, one day, the game changed? What if she hesitated to obey his order? At the end of the day he is a man, a wealthy one at that. What if he is not satisfied with just one slave girl? What if one day he brings another slave? What power she has to prevent that? The weight of the collar, once a symbol of their unorthodox union, suddenly felt heavy with a chilling truth – she wasn't just his lover anymore, she was his property and he was her Master.
Kashmira pardeshi was a supporter of new world order. She was tired of old world. The blatant nepotism in her field, She was tired of working hard in the auditions just to see someone who don't deserve it get that role just because they were a distant relative of a famous person. She was tired of this shit, she just wanted to live carefree. If the new order comes to power, women do not have to work.No more soul-crushing auditions, no more rampant nepotism, no more battling a corrupt system. Just a life free of burdens, devoted solely to serving their. Alas that's what she thought. But in her fervent desire for change, Kashmira overlooked a crucial question: what did serving these masters truly entail?
She voted in favour of the new world order. She pre arranged with her boyfriend to buy her from her father once the new order came to power and women became property to buy and sell. She knows he is the one. What does it matter, under new order they cannot get married. What does it matter instead of tying mangal suthra he will tie a collar around her neck. They'd be together, that's all that mattered. . Their love is such that even if she is a slave, he will going to treat her with dignity, he will be loyal to her right?
On the day of registration she obediently accepted the collar and leash. She blushed when asked to strip in front of the registrars. She knew once a women is registered as a slave, she is no longer permitted to wear clothes. But, it is a small price to pay to get the life she wanted. She even posed submissively for the picture.
She thought she will be more or less a wife to him. But as the day wore on, a sliver of doubt began to crack her hope. Her boyfriend, despite his promises, seemed more interested in the novelty of owning a slave than the woman beneath the collar. A playful command here, a suggestive glance there - it felt like a game, for now. A cold dread settled in her stomach. What if, one day, the game changed? What if she hesitated to obey his order? At the end of the day he is a man, a wealthy one at that. What if he is not satisfied with just one slave girl? What if one day he brings another slave? What power she has to prevent that? The weight of the collar, once a symbol of their unorthodox union, suddenly felt heavy with a chilling truth – she wasn't just his lover anymore, she was his property and he was her Master.
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All edits are awesome dude, pls make kajal agarwal and Tamanna as lesbian bondage sex. Thank you dude
Sonarika Bhadoria's life in new world order
How can a man change so much in such a short time. It was as though a switch has been flipped.
It was only a few months since she married the love of her life Vikas Parashar. They were together for eight years before that. Never in those years or in another million years she would have guessed that Vikas was such a misogynist. The new world order had flipped a switch within him, revealing a side of Vikas that sent shivers down her spine. The man who once cherished her independence now revelled in his newfound status as her master.
Sonarika was such a pampered child who'd never known a chore. But nowadays, with Vikas as her master, her life revolves around fulfilling every whim of her master. Her days starts early, with preparing breakfast for her master, Raising him gently with a blowjob, Serving him breakfast with bowed head and trembling hands -kneeling at his feet praying that the food is to his liking, Cleaning the house spotless -If he notices a dirty spot anywhere in the house she will be punished. Last time it happened she could not sit for days. Not that it matters much, because, she is spending so much time on her knees nowadays, Preparing dinner.
Once the chores are finished or if she hears distant rumble of his car, she will run to the door, kneel down and wait for his arrival. She still welcomes him with kisses but not on the lips anymore, but on his shoes. A humiliating press of her lips on both of his shoes, a daily branding that echoed Vikas's cruel words, "This reminds you who you belong to."
Then begins the worship of his cock. Does not matter what he is doing - Watching TV, Playing games, Reading book, Whatever, She kneels at his feet, kissing and licking his cock for few minutes. Then she starts taking him in. Bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, not too fast, not too slow, just enough to keep him in constant pleasure for hours to come.
She is no longer allowed on any furniture. If he wanted to fuck her, he will nod at her to get on the bed. It is no longer the sensual love making she used to get from him in their honeymoon. Instead, he will pound any of her three holes he desire, with no regard to her pain or pleasure. Once finished, he will turn over and drift into sleep. After recovering from his pounding, sonarika will clean her master's cock with her tongue then starts sucking slowly until she heard his snores. Then, she will lie at the floor near his bed to be ready to serve him at his beck and call.
How can a man change so much in such a short time. It was as though a switch has been flipped.
It was only a few months since she married the love of her life Vikas Parashar. They were together for eight years before that. Never in those years or in another million years she would have guessed that Vikas was such a misogynist. The new world order had flipped a switch within him, revealing a side of Vikas that sent shivers down her spine. The man who once cherished her independence now revelled in his newfound status as her master.
Sonarika was such a pampered child who'd never known a chore. But nowadays, with Vikas as her master, her life revolves around fulfilling every whim of her master. Her days starts early, with preparing breakfast for her master, Raising him gently with a blowjob, Serving him breakfast with bowed head and trembling hands -kneeling at his feet praying that the food is to his liking, Cleaning the house spotless -If he notices a dirty spot anywhere in the house she will be punished. Last time it happened she could not sit for days. Not that it matters much, because, she is spending so much time on her knees nowadays, Preparing dinner.
Once the chores are finished or if she hears distant rumble of his car, she will run to the door, kneel down and wait for his arrival. She still welcomes him with kisses but not on the lips anymore, but on his shoes. A humiliating press of her lips on both of his shoes, a daily branding that echoed Vikas's cruel words, "This reminds you who you belong to."
Then begins the worship of his cock. Does not matter what he is doing - Watching TV, Playing games, Reading book, Whatever, She kneels at his feet, kissing and licking his cock for few minutes. Then she starts taking him in. Bobbing her head in a steady rhythm, not too fast, not too slow, just enough to keep him in constant pleasure for hours to come.
She is no longer allowed on any furniture. If he wanted to fuck her, he will nod at her to get on the bed. It is no longer the sensual love making she used to get from him in their honeymoon. Instead, he will pound any of her three holes he desire, with no regard to her pain or pleasure. Once finished, he will turn over and drift into sleep. After recovering from his pounding, sonarika will clean her master's cock with her tongue then starts sucking slowly until she heard his snores. Then, she will lie at the floor near his bed to be ready to serve him at his beck and call.
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Please make for keiani mabe