‘Can I get you a drink?’ She slid right up, not that there was anyone else to serve. Her blond hair was pulled back and tied with something invisi...le. She had a cute face and a fuller figure than you would expect to see dancing on a pole. Little did she know I would have tipped well to see her dance. She had a flow about her that just leaked sexiness. I looked at the wall of bottles, thinking that might help me decide what to drink. I fell back to something I drank years ago. ‘I think I will. Plus its your body not his. If you like it. Then that all that matters." I said.Samantha smiled on the end of the couch. She crossed her bare feet over her right knee. She kept looking at me. "Are you married? Do you have a girl friend?" she said. "No! and No!" I smiled. She laughed. "Your such a nice young man. You must have your pick." she said. I smiled and did not say anything. "Oh your quite now. I see how it is. Are you checking me out now?" said Samantha. "Maybe just a little. Kinda of. . or so she tells me,” Hiqua answered with a bubbling giggle and brilliant smile.“You have a real gem there, Amantil,” Nild nodded, smiling himself.“I have. She’s a wonderful barometer on what the lower and median levels of Imperial society are thinking,” Amantil agreed.“I suspect I could do with a few of those myself,” Nild replied. “The Court treats me as a god and goes out of their way to distract me with trinkets and baubles, plus the occasional outright lie. That’s why I have to choose a. Fuck I should have filmed that first hour, the speech and then her reaction. The subsequent bawling and begging and then outright panicked screaming as I continued to wrap more and more chains and rope tightly around her flailing shuddering body. Guess I will do it with the next one, hehehe.But this one? This one, four months in, still has some spunk left in it. Even now, after I have taken my boot to it, it tries to roll over and use its chained legs to push away from me. Its base instinct to.