“why not I said, there’s no one at home, so I’m in no hurry”. Carol led the way back to her bedroom. It was very feminine in décor in fact t...e whole room shouted sex. I set my camera up again while thinking not much will get done here, but trying to play the right moves. I could see she clearly had that devilish twinkle in the eye as every time I made a suggestion, she did the opposite. By now though she had very little on and I could feel someone getting really hard and what was going off. I. Only four people defied, much to her pleasant surprise, perhaps because most were sheep and lacked the courage to disobey a goddess. Most of this congregation was Pavlovian in its response to authority of any kind, anyway. At least her authority did them some good. Even the ones who refused her did so in response to a perceived authority, that of Jehovah. They had chosen their camp, as it were, and they were not about to change it for anyone.“Your name, sir?” Azrael asked Becca Wilde’s. Give them to me.”Her eyes open wider. She begins to formulate a question and then stops. She composes herself again. Her foot withdraws. She looks over her shoulder as her thumbs curl into the waist of her panties through the fabric of her dress. She lifts her hips and ass off the seat of her chair and shimmies her panties down her thighs.When her foot rises again to my crotch, her panties are dangling from her ankle. I smile into her eyes and place them in my pocket.Through dinner, the game. This was the best delusion yet. Lacie could smell the warm, clean scent of his skin. The warmth of his hands soothed her clammy skin. His voice was strong in her ears. ‘Lacie… look at me.’ Lacie whimpered, shaking her head. She didn’t want to lose this illusion. Lacie was stretched tight on the machine, yet for some reason, it almost felt as is her arms were pulling themselves free. ‘Look at me, Lace. Tell me you’re okay. You’ll be fine. We’re gonna get you home.’ Master’s voice was wrong..