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All she did, though, was make the maid cruel, and on her next visit the maid said, “Oh, princess, I’ve had the most terrible urge to whip the tits of a stupid cow with a leather belt, can you help me?” Ellie did indeed help her, even if hot she was crying by the end. Finally Erlanthor came to Ellie and said, “I believe I have a satisfactory conclusion to your problem, princess. The Regent of Dellmore will be visiting us desi tonight. He possesses certain magical resources that will be of great use to me, and if we please him sufficiently tonight, he will make those resources available.” “That’s wonderful!” Ellie tried to say, but she couldn’t, because Erlanthor’s cock was in her mouth. “Keep sucking, princess, there’s a good girl,” said Erlanthor. “However, as you may remember, women are property in Dellmore, and their degradation is a daily occurrence. He will not be pleased to see a woman in power, and yet he must be met by the leader of the land, which is you. Therefore I have prepared you an appropriate ceremonial outfit to meet him in.” He grabbed her head and ejaculated into her mouth, then pulled out, wiped his cock on her cheek, and let her rise. “Make sure you wear it all, princess,” he said. “I will see you in the great hall in an hour.” When she inspected indian the outfit, she was horrified. She movie dithered for a bit, but the promise of removing the curse was too tempting. She had to please this man. So she put it all on. First was a magic rope, with instructions how to wind it tightly around the base of her tits to painfully constrict them and cut off their blood supply. The attaching documentation said that it would cause her tits to become very sensitive and painful for some time, until they went numb, at which point she was to moo like a cow and the magic of the rope would cause it loosen, letting blood back into her breasts - a source of excruciating pain - before eventually constricting again. Then there were clamps for her nipples with heavy vibrating weights hanging from them. They brought tears to her eyes, and although their vibration was quite stimulating, the pain was worse, especially when she moved and felt the weights swing and bounce and tug sharply on her nipples. Milk leaked from her tits with every bounce and she realised that Erlanthor had not milked her that day, either in the morning or evening, and that her tits were agonisingly full. There were elastic straps that went around her upper thighs with clamps on sexy each end. The clamps attached to the top and bottom of her pussy lips, pulling her labia painfully wide open to expose her inner cuntflesh. Another weighted vibrating clamp then went on her clitoris. A collar went around her neck. It was of black leather and had a cowbell attached. It, too, was magical, said Erlanthor’s notes, and it would constrict painfully if she made any sounds other than a cow-like “moo”. Women did not speak in Dellmore, he explained. There was a jar of white goo, labelled “Semen”, with instructions to smear it on her face and tits as “make-up”. She verified from tasting it that it was indeed sperm. She hoped it was human. She rubbed it into her breasts and face until she had a visible spermy sheen across all of the relevant skin, and added a few last dollops to give herself that recently-ejaculated-on look. To complete the ensemble, there was a vibrating butt-plug with a cow tail hanging from it, a cow-ear headband, stripper heels, and a pair of what would have been elegant princess-like gloves if they had not been patterned in black-and-white cow spots. She pulled the gloves on, and felt them tighten magically on her hands, and realised she would have trouble getting them off. Even worse, the fingers in the gloves were stitched together, and the thumb to the forefinger in an “O”. 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