1. The Slithering: The Cloak and the Dagger


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: Fetish, Gay Male, Shemales, Author: klammer, Rating: , Source: xHamster

    at Angelique, and then suddenly said in a deep, cultured, baritone-sounding voice incongruous with her petite body, &#034Yes Mistress Angelique?&#034 &#034The job is done, Henri. Monsieur Oliver will be passed out for only an hour, so I need you to take him to the kitchen and keep him there till he wakes up. When he does he will be my puppet, so lead him back then into the drawing room. I must now get ready for Monsieur Thomas's arrival, so if you need me I will be in my boudoir getting ready.&#034 replied Angelique, now speaking with a very deep, very menacing gruff baritone that was much more frightening than the masculine voice coming from Colette's lips. &#034As you wish Mistress,&#034 replied the manly-sounding Colette. She immediately tugged on the arms of the u*********s Oliver and slung his heavy body over her backside, causing her to hunch forward a little as Oliver's arms were laying across. &#034Oh and Henri, Monsieur Thomas will probably arrive before I am completely ready. Please change out of your servant clothes and wear something a bit more...enticing for the ceremony, if you know what I mean...&#034 said Angelique, letting out a menacing, seductive deep chuckle. &#034Is she still quite hidden?&#034 &#034Oui my beloved Mistress,&#034 replied Henri/Colette, lowering her head politely. &#034Monsieur Thomas will not be able to see her until after the ceremony, when we bring her to him.&#034 &#034Very good,&#034 smiled Angelique with a fiendish glint in her ...
    onyx-colored eyes. &#034Inform me when Monsieur Thomas has arrived and guide him again to the drawing room. I shall be in my boudoir,&#034 the wicked comtesse stated, lightly teasing her luxuriously long curly raven-colored tresses. &#034Oui my Comtesse,&#034 replied Colette, now playfully switching to her innocent girlish French accent, trying to stifle a feminine-sounding giggle while her eyes quickly and idly wandered to look at Angelique's scantily clad nightgown. Still managing to maintain an impressive amount of brute strength, the false servant girl carried Oliver's portly, u*********s body to the kitchen while Angelique quickly cleaned up the tin tray of red wine and readjusted her undergarments, making sure she didn't make too early a mess before Thomas's arrival. She was looking forward to having some 'playtime' with the pathetic Monsieur Oliver, and she couldn't wait to see Thomas's face, as she had big plans for him. Angelique let a boisterously evil chuckle escape her luscious, bl**d-red lips, as she too sauntered upstairs, swaying her shapely hips, preparing for the next phase in her plan... *********** Thomas had scurried as fast as he could, knowing that he was already very late to his appointment with the Comtesse. Yet it still took him a while to reach the Beaufort plantation/estate. He quickly pushed his way through the estate's iron gates, quickly striding all the way up to the front door. Thomas's breathing was labored after basically sprinting his way to Belle ...
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