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SR: Sheeba Regina View From The Palace
SR: Sheeba Regina

Sunday, 15 May 2005

SR : Sheeba Regina
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: View From The Palace
Topic: Defending my honour
What a day this has been! Today your Queen was accosted by some little upstart! This young buck-this whippersnapper-attempted to take advantage of me, can you imagine!Why the very temerity of that knave demanding sexual favors: who does he think he is-Casper?!
Here's what happened. I was in a run all to myself at a big bunny and bunny slave meeting, happily munching some hay and greens. Once in a while a strange hoomin would come by to respectfully worship me, I was ok with that.
Suddenly, this little hoomin comes by and puts another bunny in the run with me. Now dat was alright, I'm willing to share. But...before I knew it,without so much as a "how da'ya do", he starts humping me!!!Well THIS bun knows how to defend herself. I grabbed him (bit actually) by the scruff of his neck, and hurled him as if he were a wicker basket! Than I humped HIM-vigorously at that! Well, my daddy slabe had to climb into the run to pull me off the offensive one. The slabe thought that 2 lousy raisins would solve the problem. Not by a long shot. No way: I'm a Queen and have my diggity! I circled 'round my would be attacker: " Slowly I turned, step by step, inch by inch; 'till he could feel my hot breath on his tail. Then I jumped and humped, and humped him some more, 'round and 'round he looked-but there was no door". Good thing for him that my slave -once again-pulled me off of him. I don't know that bun's name-so I'll call him Mendacity!
The rest of the meeting was a pleasure. I got all kinds of treats, and lots of attention. Only thing is, my Aunt Debbie told my slabe to cut back on my raisins, said I was getting chunky! Hmmph. I'm not chunky, I'm solidly built-like Casper and Wally!
That's all for now, must get loving and attention now from daddy slave. And remember:
Play hard, eat well, and nap often.
Sheeba, Queen Of Her Realm And All Who Reside Therein


Posted by peterjay5 at 7:58 PM EDT | Post Comment | View Comments (1) | Permalink
Updated: Sunday, 15 May 2005 8:07 PM EDT

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