...until she was completelydrained.....and beyond it seemed. She removed the plug and nipple clamps,listening to Davina yelp as the blood returned to ...er nipples, still shethanked her profusely."Thank you, thank you, thank you Mistress, thank you....."She lifted Davina from the bed and placed her on the floor of thebathroom and with a hand gesture she removed the bag leaving hershivering on the floor, slick with sweat and her own juices."Attend me slave," she commanded stepping into the. To get her away from more drinks, we had to take her back out to the dance floor.As we started dancing, Jill was really going at it. I was amazed at how sensual she was moving, almost like a stripper as she undulated her hips and wiggled her breasts to the music. We tried to calm her down, warning that her tits might pop out of her top if she wasn't careful, but she was lost in her own world. There was absolutely no stopping her.As we continued to dance, I spied within the crowd the woman who. ”“Yes,” she nodded. “But not down here. It’s creepy down here.”“Angela, Sophia,” Xera’s voice called from above.“We’re down here.”“Don’t move!” The elf’s voice echoed. “The place is dotted with traps.”“We know,” groaned Sophia.Chaun“So that’s it?” I asked, peering into the dark tunnel.“Yes,” Xera nodded. “Smell it?”“No,” Sophia answered.I shook my head. After the discovery of the traps, Xera had explored the basement alone until she found the path that led down into the tunnels. Now we had all. It made me think about it again. My home life, although filled with love, was not the way I’d envisioned it. My work life was also both stressful and unfulfilling. Maybe running was all I had too.I called Bobby.“Hey,” he answered.“Are you painting?” I asked.“Nothing to paint,” he answered. “My next job starts next week.”“Good,” I said. “I wanna go to the park to run again.”“Aren’t you still tired from yesterday?” he asked. “Aren’t you sore?”“I’m sore from somebody jamming a telephone pole into.