He did what any other person would have done in the situation. Hefainted.She then released her hold on him and laid him gently on the bench."Farewell,...Daughter." She said.Then without a sound She was gone.The man recovered from his swoon relatively quickly. He looked aroundand saw the Rose and the Journal."She was real. She was real." he said.He then stood up, picked up his gifts and his belongings an smiled thewidest smile."Yes, it is time." Epilogue: A man sat on a bench in a park.It was a. " Who said we didn't get thrown out?" Ally said with one of those looks."You didn't..."She nodded. "Well, not quite, but the security guard was sure giving us the evil eye." He couldn't be certain, but she almost sounded proud. Maybe Allison Delaney actually liked being a bit of a rebel, Ben speculated, holding back a smirk.They continued walking down the main drag, peeping into store windows and making jokes as they went. At some point, Ally's hand found its way into Ben's. She couldn't. The shirt is dangerously low, revealing nice cleavage. I'm wearing a really short black skirt, stockings and heels. You can see the tops of my stocking. I'm not wearing anything underneath. I’ve got my kitty ears and tail.I bought some jewellery the other day and I decided to wear it today.I am wearing nipple rings and a clit ring. The rings are pinching my nipples and my clit. The sensation of hurt and excitement is making me so wet. When I cross my legs the ring on my clit tugs. My nipples. With her still fingers inside me, she asked, “Do you deserve to cum?”I tried to think through my thick cloud of lust. “Do… do I?”There was a brief pause. Then both my master and the stranger chuckled.I frowned, hands reaching for my blindfold.“Bad girl,” the woman scolded. She playfully swatted my hands away. She climbed up, on top of me. Her hands held my wrists down.Her lips met mine. They were pillowy and coated in lipstick. I could taste it alongside my fluids. Her breasts rubbed against.