The german Bimbo

February 14,2015. It's 9:00, Saturday night, Valentine's Day. Annika is standing in the tiny bathroom of her small apartment in Frankfurt Bornheim and is getting ready. She's waiting, waiting for it to ring. And while she's waiting for it, she puts the finishing touches on her wicked make-up.

She looks at herself in the mirror. She checks to see if everything fits. "Will he like it or not? If so, will he carry me on his hands and treat me well? And if not, will he be angry with me and let his anger out on me?"- reflects Annika.

She runs on black heels. Black fishnet stockings adorn her legs. Likewise a black net-bandau under which a black micro-bra can be seen. Your micro-string is also black and completely uncovered. She also wears black satin cuffs.

But the last pieces are still missing. A pink collar with loop and leash. Plus a black gag with a red ball. The collar is decorated with rhinestones. They make up the saying "Property of Marcus A."

Annika looks into the mirror again. And she looks herself deep into the eyes. But she did not dare to look into the soul. Because the woman standing in front of the mirror was no longer her."That's not my personality," Annika thinks. It was a shadow of her self, a decal without reflection. It wasn't her body either.

Marcus made her a different person. He forced her to wear extension's. Artificial fingernails. He also had her breasts enlarged several times. From 85 B to 95 E. Not because she wanted it, but because he wanted it. Just like he wanted to see lips splattered on Annika.

When she looked into the mirror, she didn't see herself anymore. All she can see is a caricature of herself. An oversubscription of their charms. She then felt like a cartoon character. And that's what Marcus wanted.

Suddenly my doorbell rings. It's a driver picking up Annika. Björn Hautzinger picks Annika up whenever Marcus demands it. And he drives her home if Marcus allows it. She opens the door and smiles at Björn. She didn't hide before. He knows what they look like and more than that. He also knows how she looks naked. Or how Annika looks when Marcus fucks her. In any case, he's no stranger to the sight of her. Even if he's a little shameful every time.

Dear readers, Thank you for purchasing my book. My name is Summer Winter. I was born in 1982 in the Soviet Union. Since my childhood I write stories of all kinds. The older I got, the more I was drawn to erotic literature. To date, I have published far more than 300 erotic novels and short stories. your Summer