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Marcel:*points to evan* don’t assume gay unless proven otherwise
Marcel:*points to delirious* don’t assume stright unless proven otherwise
You need to be here tonight… @marcelthesinger show along the homie on the ones and twos @iamspinelli come out miami! #datenight #dfy #expandyourmind #localartists #folex #marcel #a2fmanagement #addicted2fame #addicted2famestudio #hiphop #rnb #singers #emcees #rappers #djs #305 (at The Anderson Bar)
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Marcel The Shell With Shoes On
I can’t believe they are making a movie. This can’t be real life.
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Marcel doesn’t trust Grey, I’ve no idea what he expects he’s going to do with those very sharp shears other than cut the grass
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Gasp! I never uploaded my Oc Kiss Week pics! All turned out to be from the Prison AU this year XD
Heute vor einem Jahr sind Sopherl und Baghira zu mir gekommen.
Advent Calender door 22: Beru’s Christmas dream
Marloes had been wearing the leather harness for six days. It was used to secure the black dildo impaling Marloes’ rectum in place. Gaspar had remarked that she was ‘too tight there and that penetration was difficult. The Master named Marcel had said, “Then we must enlarge her,” and had ordered the placement of a dildo in her rear. Marloes clearly remembered him also saying, “Imagine! A whore with a tight asshole! After a week, she should be sufficiently enlarged so that even the largest member can penetrate her there without too much effort.”
Marloes, despite her profession, had never engaged on anal sex on a regular basis, usually preferring oral or occasionally vaginal intercourse with her customers who picked her up along the highway or street corners. Only after her arrival at Roissy did she realize it was often a preferred practice among the Masters.
“Just another way to show their superiority and dominance over us,” had said Therese.
“And another way to humiliate us,” added Jeanne.
So, each day after breakfast, Marloes was made to get down on all fours and raise her rear. Then Jeanne or Therese would remove the black dildo and replace it with a larger one then affix the leather harness to hold it in place. This harness and the wooden clogs that all the slaves at Roissy wore would be the only things Marloes was allowed, thus rendering her naked, or nearly so, for all to see. Masters, other slaves, valets, and guests. This ensured that her other two orifices were well used. Only at night were the harness and dildo removed after Marloes had been chained to the bed in the small, cell-like room she shared with Jeanne. And then usually one of the Masters would come to avail himself of that opening.
On the sixth night after Marcel had finished with Marloes, he turned to the valet who had accompanied him to her cell and said, “It is done. She has been enlarged enough. No further need for the harness and dildo.
Then he turned his attention to Marloes who was still lying across Gaspar’s lap with his middle finger stuck in her rectum. He said, “Gaspar, old man, did I hear you say that your bitch is too tight?”
Gaspar answered, “Yes, indeed. She’s quite tight on my finger, so I know she’d be too tight for that big cock of yours, Marcel.”
Both men laughed. Marloes tried to keep herself from struggling. The other Master, who was younger and evidently named Marcel went on, “I’m somewhat surprised. Rene let on that she was some roadside whore that he and that fellow Sutton – you know the man who lives with that famous model. Anyway, I’ve seen Sutton; he’s really well endowed. If he took your whore in the ass, she can’t be all that tight.” Then he walked over, bent down close to Marloes’ face and said, “Well whore. Did Sutton fuck you in the ass?”
Marloes felt her face flush but didn’t respond. She felt Gaspar’s finger slowly working itself in and out. Then she felt a sharp slap across her face as Marcel said, “Answer me, bitch! Did Sutton fuck you in the ass?” This time Marloes stammered, “No, he did not.”
Marcel stood erect and said, “Well then, we’ll have to enlarge that hole a bit.”
He turned to Jeanne and Therese who was straightening out her dress. “Go get some lube and the butt plug dildoes. And the harness.” Then to Marloes, “And you get on the floor. On all fours, ass in the air!” Marloes did as she was told. As a former working girl, she was not easily embarrassed or humiliated, but as she was there on all fours wither rear in the air, she could feel her face redden and possibly tears forming in her eyes, knowing what was about to happen to her in front of the two Masters and her new found friends.
Jeanne brought out a basket containing several black hard rubber shafts of varying size and length. They were shaped similar to an erect penis but near the base they were narrower, then flared out so as to prevent them from being entirely retracted into the rectum. Therese had some sort of leather harness in her hands. Marcel chose one of the smaller dildoes and handed it to Jeanne. She squatted down by Marloes. Marloes felt some sort of lubricant being swabbed around her anus. Then as Jeanne whispered, “I’m sorry,” she felt something being pushed into her. Marloes gasped and heard Marcell say, “Push harder! I want it to go all the way in.”
Jeanne said, “But it’s so big. She’ll be hurt.”
“It won’t do any permanent damage. Hardly hurt her at all. If she doesn’t feel like she’s being violated all the time, it’s too small,” replied Marcel.
