I called on Xerxes to execute this haughty rebel immediately, but he only laughed."Should she fail in Greece, she shall be my present to you. She shal... join my harem, and you will rule over her as her God."I saw a momentary crack in Artemisia’s tough demeanor, as she winced at this statement. In her arrogance she was over-confident of victory. Nonetheless it was a reminder that behind all her power, she was still a woman underneath. I did not get to enjoy Artemisia’s enslavement as much as I. I couldn’ttake my eyes off her. The show wasn’t over yet. After that last orgasm, Sallydidn’t miss a beat. Repositioning herself on the pool table, sheplaced a heel in each of the corner pockets for support. Withrenewed vigor, she immediately launched into a routine of hot,nonstop action and one almost continuous orgasm after another.And each one seemed better than the last. Before it was over,Sally had used all seven vibrators and five dildos that. Her round firm breasts crowned with two brown nipples looked arousing under her front buttoned blouse. She took special care while choosing between the white and dark bra in contrast to the color of her blouse. A tall woman that she was, standing at 5′-6″ her sari waistline always stayed a couple of inches below her navel. She often found it embarrassing while daring the heavy breeze as the top end of her sari fluttered in the air revealing a part of her body. Her perfectly made blouse kept her. ...but I found I was in a state of confusion. The hot men, all they wanted was to get in my pants and had trouble with holding a conversation. And those who had higher IQ's, couldn't speak a lick, and physically they weren't attractive to me. I know, it's all stereotypical, but that's how it been for this country girl. Women on the other hand, they were appealing to me either way! I remember staring at one friend of mine in class one day. She looked as if she was daydreaming about something.