Lolita life isn’t something strange to me! I was snatched as such a young thing, it’s hard to imagine a life without being an object. I was Master’s favorite little loli. He loved my small, perky tits and my light, slim form. My hair was grown out on my head, but every inch of me was waxed twice a week. A perfectly bald pussy greeted Master every time he wanted to play with me. I was thrilled to be his little Lolita doll.
Master said when I was big enough he was going to turn me into a Mommy too, and then I could make bratty Lolita sluts of my own. The very thought used to terrify me but I remember the first night he bred me. My poor cunt nearly ripped open as he shoved that massive cock inside. I was helpless against his strength.
Now, I take what attentions I can get. I’m still young and subby, and not even near used up. My little fucking pleasure holes are still tight, and they’ll please Master and his friends to no end. He’s ordered me out for a month to see if he’s bred me alright, but I’m horny. Can I come over tonight?
Erin
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