I wriggled out of the blankets, and shook again as the cool air rushed over me. I went to my large bay window and sat up on the small shelf within it....It was late and all the houses were dark except for one down near the end of the block. Everyone was in bed, awaiting the hustle of the early morning. It was christams eve, but I have outgrown the mysticism of christmas. The entire concept of a fat man slipping down the chimney had always felt so ridiculous to me.I shivered again, pulling my arms. ‘Good luck, sweetie,’ Dena said with a bittersweet smile. ‘Knock ’em dead.’ ‘Thanks,’ Sharon said, wearing the same smile. A moment later, ‘Charlene’ slid through the curtains, enticing, predatory. Her body pulsed and writhed with her music, commanding the wandering attention of the half-drunk men in the audience and at the rail. She enjoyed dancing. She knew what her body did to men. She had learned early enough what it did to her father. Like magic, dollar bills began appearing on the rail.. Tight and hard. Again the latex hugged and defined my hips, ass and left exposed my now very wet pussy.. in addition to pushing the plug in deeper and holding it snug. With a sharp click, a leash was clipped to my collar, and at the end of the long strip of leather was Mistress's hand, tugging a little to get me moving on my pointed hobble boots. She led me down the hall of our home to this room, moving just slow enough to let me keep up in my awkward gait. The heavy rings at the ends of the. In fact, that was the tone of everything that happened to me that day in Horurie City. On top of all that he had done for me, the King sent a detachment of his own bodyguards to make sure that I was not mobbed by my sudden conglomeration of fans. These same troops escorted us home after our business was completed in Horurie City so that we would not be attacked by brigands or some jealous House. Sir Jorst and I thanked the troops for looking after us, and I wound up signing a multitude of.