Her nipple must be a couple of inches long, trapped in the glass cylinder, a deep red. Master loved them this way.Bella wanted to slap him as she stru...gled in the harness. How dare he hurt her like this! She had expected this from the Master, but from one of his servants? She writhed on the table trying to shake the cylinder off but it was attached firmly to her nipple. It was almost as if it were glued to her flesh. The twisting and turning of her body just made it jiggle and torment her. ." Yeah those were all just hokey. Hot as shit, but hokey. So I decided to use hypnosis." Hypnosis? But Vargas stories hardly ever have elaborate hypnosis induction scenes and besides..." I know. All that 'Look into my eyes' and 'watch the pretty pendant' is malarkey, too. But I knew there were drugs that make a person very open to suggestion, like Maria used in "Dawn and Ken and Maria and David." And I figured if I rewarded him for each new thought I put in his head, they were more likely to. ”A long spear wrapped in a worn leather sheath and a pack were ready and waiting at the end of the table. The spear had seen much use, the shaft enforced with metal sleeves and rings, decorated in distinct silver and black braided leather in the shape of eyes.But then her sharp nose twitched, and she sniffed, her body already tense as she sensed danger. Her half open gaze found Eigis, who was painfully rising to his feet, rubbing at his chained wrists. The demon looked up, and their eyes. The Sergeant couldn't help but notice his black officer's large breast in the tight shirt, nor could he miss her hardened nipples. In the four years he has been here, he's never seen Cecile show any sign of arousal while on duty and this intrigued him."It kinda got to you too, uh?" He asked."SARGE!" Cecile reprimanded him."Sorry," he apologized again. "Your shift is over, isn't it?" Yeah, me and Clint will be heading home now," she smiled as she turned and walked towards the door.'Damn! She's.