“That’s much better”.You stand up, facing me. Any attempt to raise my head sends searing pain through my nipples, so I am again relegated to lo...k only at the toe of your boots. “Slave, when I told you I was running, I wasn’t lying. I did go for a two hour run, but that was earlier this afternoon – while you were chained helpless to the bed, I was busy showering and getting dressed so I could look nice for my slave. I’m wearing my sexiest black skirt and that tube top that makes my tits pop. Enaku athai paartha udan vaaiyil vaithu sappi uriya vendrum endru aasaiyaaga irunthathu.Aval mulaiyai kanbithu konde paavadaiyai kayatinaal, ithu naal varai naan pengal kuthiyai paarthathe illai avalaaga kaathu kondu iruntha pozhuthu aval pavadaiyai kayatinaal. Ulle santhana nira penty aninthu irunthaal, athai eppozhuthu kayatuvaal endru paarthu konde irunthom aanal aval athai kayata villai.Mulai meethu thaneer adithu mugathai kazhuvinaal, appozhuthu iru mulaigalum sexiyaaga viraithu kuuraga. Would he, really?He answered the unasked question. "Hard."The muscles in her womb clenched with eagerness, and she found the will to stand up and move to the door to the adjoining room.There she met Callista, clothes discarded, curly auburn locks unruly, everywhere, enhancing rather than concealing her nude form. She kissed Ada deeply, providing an enticing taste of herself, and stroked Ada's ass as she passed. "Later," she promised with lust-glazed eyes.On the other side of the door she met. The only light left was an overhead spotlight on the platform.There was no music, but the figure started to sway to some internal rhythm. We all watched in silence as the movements became more pronounced, and more sexual, even through the obscuring cloth. Through a crease in the front of the cape a leg appeared, then disappeared, then reappeared, all the time in perfect rhythm with the silent beat. The leg was well-shaped, from what little we were shown. The next moment, though, the leg.