Seven said nothing. She just curled herself into a ball as silent tears leaked from her blue eyes.“I’m sorry, Seven. Truly I am,” he said wiping...the tears from her face. “But It was a business deal I couldn’t refuse. I will get to see you at the club, of which I will be part owner, once a month. And I’ve asked for the right to have you here in my home once a month as well.”Seven stopped crying. Her body language gave away her intense rage and bitter disappointment. Edward could tell that she. Seems to me it’d be a horse apiece.” I regarded Lize. “So -- are you going to answer her?”“No way. I find the enemas you administer to be plenty erotic. But...”“But what?”“I’ve never been drawn to other women, Ethan. I don’t have any latent gay tendencies ... but...”“But what?”“Something about this photograph ... her website ... intrigues me. I wonder what one of Mistress Erica’s enemas would be like.”“Only one way to find out,” I replied.“No. I’m not gonna. But...”“But what?”“Would there be a. .how t hot and sensual we all was, its was exactly as I thought it would be and so much more, well worth waiting for.Orgasam after orgasm was had by all, but of course the thrusting of hot sex can of course take its toll on us mere mortals so we alll decided to take a breather in the form of a nice cool drink and topped ourselves us with some more of our friend Mandy. While we were doing that we started talking drooling about our fantasies that we would like to happen. One of my biggest. All she knew was that she felt so good, that she didn't want her to stop. But something inside her told her she wasn't ready, that this was something they shouldn't be doing. So she pushed against her, her hand shaking and Liza froze, her mouth coming away from her. "Stop, please," Yasmin whispered. Liza was so strong, her body unmoving. Liza's eyes were dark, almost unseeing. She saw her canines, longer than they should've been, glistening from her blood. Yasmin shivered. "Stop being.