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The Breaking Of Estelle Part 2

The Breaking Of Estelle Part 2

The Breaking Of Estelle An Erotic StoryRead Chapter 1
The following morning, Estelle awoke early to the unfamiliar quiet of the house. As she opened her eyes slowly and adjusted to the sights that surrounded her, she also began to recall the events of the night before. She shuddered at the thought. Her sleep had been less than restful, her dreams full of visions.

She rose from the bed and began to dress. Having no idea what the time was, she pondered as to what she should do next. Should she wait for someone to come and get her or should she try to find her way to the kitchen? After a few minutes her decision was made for her. A knock on the door, made her jump. It opened and a young girl entered the room.

“Cook said I was to fetch you,” she announced as she entered the room.

“Oh, thank you,” Estelle replied.

“Follow me then if you’re ready,” the girl commanded. Estelle felt that she had little choice but to obey. Not that she had any wish not to. Being alone in this strange house was not a prospect that she relished.

She followed where the young girl led. After a short walk, Estelle once again found herself in the kitchen. Cook beckoned them to enter.On the pine table was a plate of breakfast and a mug of tea waiting for each of them. Estelle sat and began to eat.

“Did you sleep well, child?” Cook asked Estelle.

“Yes, thank you Cook,” Estelle lied. “Good, the Master wishes to see you later.”

Estelle froze at the mention of the Master. The breakfast was good and she had almost forgotten the previous nights events. She trembled at the very thought of meeting him again. He had been gentle and his actions had in no way been menacing, but Estelle just had not come to terms with the events. She still had many unanswered questions running through her mind.

Why Twinkies Are Like Personal Lubricants!

Why Twinkies Are Like Personal Lubricants!

TwinkiesNow that Twinkies are back on the shelves, the real question is, should I or should I not add them to my shopping list this week? I know they are just gonna sit in my pantry for years and likely never get eaten, but does that mean I shouldn’t buy them? I mean what if there was a nuclear disaster in a couple of year’s time? Would I be grateful for them as I’m told they will likely survive the disaster as there are more chemicals in those little devils than in your average high school chemistry lab after all?

I, like many others, go through this process when I’m deciding on a new personal lubricant. Okay, maybe not the nuclear disaster part, but many times I can hear myself weighing up the pros and cons of a particular lube: Will I use it? How often will I use it? Is it in my budget? What material is it made of and does that sit well with my own moral compass?