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~*~nique~*~{งร}
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Date Posted: 06:52:24 06/04/02 Tue
(08:20:48) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: *quietly humming to herself and stepping out of Masters cabin she crosses out over the Landing, trying to dodge the raindrops and laughing as they drizzle down over her silken flesh to drip from pert nipples, laughing she darts in to the bathhouse and gathers up the basket of laundry and resting it on her hip she moves back to the door and stands, watching the light rain fall to make the lush grass wet and seem even greener, pushing the wet cling of her mane back the ends slide against her belly to up between ample breasts, sighing softly she steps out and darts across the Landing again towards the tavern, her cute lil ass jiggling with each quick lil step*
(08:28:45) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: **pulling the back entrance door open and hopping inside and giggling as the door pops her in the ass she scoots down the hall to the laundry room and sets the basket aside, stooping down and reaching down tween silken thighs as they part she pulls out the laundry tubs and pulls them out to the middle of the room and bending she makes sure that each one is plugged to hold the water then rising she crosses to the fires and pulls the large kettle of water out on the swivel and taking a pail she fills it with the hot steaming water and carries it to the tubs and pours it it, then spinnin around she heads back for more, continueing till both tubs are filled,. then using the same pails he refills the kettle and swings it back over the fires to heat*
(08:35:12) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: *kneeling down and pulling the towels from the basket she pushes them down in to the water as her cute spankable lil ass lifts and wiggles away from soft heels, drawing her lip through her teeth as she feels the stinging heat of the water consume her tiny hands she snatches them back and shakes them, the skin red and throbbing as she blows on them, then growling she rises up with a fluid grace and grabbing the pail once more she fetches cool water from the barrel and pours it in to both tubs, cooling the steam from the water as it swirls around her, leaving a glistening sheen on soft flesh., then setting the pail aside she kneels back down and smiles, pushing the towels down again as she leans over and pulls the box of soap from the cabinet and pours out a tef, then sprinkling it over the wash water she reaches in and swirls the towels around, mixing the soap to a sudsy richness*
(08:42:48) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: *sliding the washboard in on the side of the tub she grasps a couple of the towels in tiny hands and starts to scrub them up and down hard, the full swells of her breasts bouncing and dancing with each thrust of the towels down in to the water as she squeezes and turns them, making sure that each inch of them are scrubbed clean, then pulling them up and running her hand down the length she squeezes and releases, milking the soapy water out of each then folding them over and twisting, she wrings the rest of it out as it winds tight around her tiny hands, then sliding slightly she dumps them in to the rinse tub with a splash, finishing the washing she edges her tiny body over to before the rinse tub and leans down, her ass peeking and squirming out from under her mane she squeezes the water through each towel. making sure to get the soap out of each one fore lifting them up and pulling the basket over to her she milks the clean clear water from them and again twists and wrings them to their driest that she can then tosses them one by one back in to the basket to be hung to dry*
(08:55:22) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: *sliding the tubs over to the draining area she lifts the side of the wash one up and lets the water pour out from it and down and outside, the taut muscles of her body trembling under the weight as she empties it then wiping it dry she places it back under the counter then does the same with the rinse, her slight form clinging with wet hair from steam rain and sweat as she goes about her work, drying the rinse tub she slides it under the counter beside the washing one and then rises and walks back to the basket of towels, lifting it and resting it on a slender hip she looks out the back door and smiles, seeing the fresh spring rain ended she steps back outside, the suns radiating rays of brightness shimmering over her svelt form as she crosses out ove to the drying lines, plopping the basket down and bending she pulls the towels out one by one, Masters silken treasure glistening witht he pleasures of serving Him clinging to the tender folds of flesh she pops each towel out with a CRACK and then lays it over the line to dry, slowly, moving down the line she kicks the basket along with her. then picking up the empty basket she crosses back towards the tavern and pushing the door open as she leans over the steps, her sweet lil body arching, enticing the eyes of Any that may be watching she slides the basket inside and then spinning she walks out across the wet grass to the gathering place to gather up the wet furs*
(09:00:58) [PIC]
~*~nique~*~{งร}
Masters love brat
in permanent sirik
Tancreds Landing
GorChat
: *lifting the bundles of furs one by one she carries them over to the lines and flips them up and over as she bounces, jumping up slightly to get them over the line then spinning she bounces back to the gathering area and gets another, her soft swaying form saunters back and forth till each fur is hung to dry, then stopping at the tavern again she races inside and gets a towel and then stepping back out she moves to the chairs of her Master and the Others and with a caressing glide of her hand and cloth she drys them for Their use, not wanting them to be uncomfortable in anyway. then taking the cloth she tosses it over a line and heads for the storage cabin and pulls out a fresh fur for her to use and carries itback over by her Masters chair and spreads it out, the gracefully she kneels, the suppleness of her thighs yawning wide as she nestles back on to soft heels, her gaze sweeps over the Landing to see if there is any that may need her use*
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