Sitting in the backseat of her new master's car, she instinctively crossed her long pale legs, her hands buried in the floofiness of her layered matching skirt. Maria glanced down at herself and blushed horribley as she tried to pull the corset up to cover herself more but to no avail. These clothes she wore were to show off her body, not conceal it, in hopes that a lustful master would purchase her.
Licking her lips nervously, she turned her gaze to out the window, she noticed she was not as scared of this man as she was with her last master. Marc seemed to have a king demenor, as if he meant her no harm. She quickly glanced at her master and she relaxed a little. Maybe she would be able to trust him.
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