“Bend her over your knee and lend me a belt,” the Prince called as they exited the massive vaulted doorway, the security men struggled to comply. Porn Suddenly a Fanfare rang out as barefoot and naked Mitzy dodged past Boris and hurtled down the Ballroom steps. Suddenly his anger boiled over and he stamped his foot in a fit of rage. “Hallelujah!” Mitzy cheered. “Ok you win, I’ll marry you,” Mitzy sighed reluctantly, “Can someone fix up my dress?”
“No time,” Boris insisted, “Anyway its not as if most people haven’t seen you naked in films already.”
“Boris!” Mitzy cried as the security men let her get up and she clasped the ruined dress to her bosoms, “I’m not wearing a bra!”
“Tough, we have a TV schedule to keep,” Boris insisted as he ripped the ruined dress away from her, leaving her breasts exposed above her corset and her crotch exposed and her
