Her name was Layne. But now her identity is gone, she is no-longer considered human, she simply exists as her Master's plaything, his to use, to abuse, to milk or to sell as he sees fit. In this short story Layne herself tells how she descended from human to bestial, and how much she loves it.
© 2018 PMO Publishing (Rafbók): 6610000069309
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 11 maj 2018
Her name was Layne. But now her identity is gone, she is no-longer considered human, she simply exists as her Master's plaything, his to use, to abuse, to milk or to sell as he sees fit. In this short story Layne herself tells how she descended from human to bestial, and how much she loves it.
© 2018 PMO Publishing (Rafbók): 6610000069309
Útgáfudagur
Rafbók: 11 maj 2018
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