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And so Astra tiptoed across the room, pillow in hand, ready to exact her
revenge on the sociopathic pervert whose persistent snoring presently
filled the chamber. Look at him! Astra thought, her mind a tempest of wallowing, unwieldy emotions. So carefree and relaxed – hands fondling his own genitalia and mouth a'drooling - while the rest of us suffer. He is nothing more than a thief and a slanderer and an utter idiot. And there's probably a murder or two in his long list of exploits. “Mmmm,” Robert groaned, stirring in his sleep. “But I don't want to wear the dress, daddy! I don't want to be a prissy!”Astra froze for a second, fearing he might be coming round. Several painful moments ensued. Billingsley, however, went back to snoring as before. The princess gave a sigh of relief and continued her approach, until she finally found herself looming directly over the slumbering scumbag, hands trembling in anticipation. Suddenly, though, his eyes popped open.“Why hello-o-o, lover,” he said, evidently liking what he saw. “Shouldn't we have a safety word, though?” “Huh?” blurted the dumbstruck Astra.“You know,” said Robert. “A safety word. I see what you're doing – and very kinky, by the way. The whole asphyxiation thing, that really gets me off. How did you know? I like to be bound and gagged and whipped as well, really floats my boat.” “Oh do you?”“Oh, I do.” The princess smiled a wicked smile. “Then lets get started. No safety word, though.”Robert looked confused for a second, before his entire face was smothered beneath the pillow.
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