May 2012
“Welcome to your new home, slave. Mistress Stacy has asked that I prepare you.” This was the first time I’d seen Grace outside of her store. She was dressed in a body-hugging leather catsuit, the legs tucked into a pair of vicious spike-heeled boots. “Get down on your hands and knees, slave, and crawl over to me. Do it!” Confused, yet knowing Mistress Stacy had set...
