Her skin glowed and her brain hummed as though it were filled with a million bees.She felt dominant, self assured and incredibly superior. What she di... not know was that the centre of this supreme consciousness had traveled from her ice-cold brain down to her steaming cunt.It showed in her eyes.They were dark, but sparkled with a light from within. It also showed in her voice. It had dropped a full octave. Words by now left her lips in a veil of breathy throatiness.In one word, Lilah felt. Tiny hands clenching into fists, straining against the cuffs, it almost hurts. You squeeze my neck sightly and my body goes rigid. You move your finger and thumb faster, causing me to breathe more deeply. You hiss in my ear about how bad I am, how filthy I am, how naughty and slutty I am...and each time I try to nod. Tell you yes, I am a slut, I am bad and naughty, punish me, please...You release my neck.My body slumps against the wall. My hips are moving on their own. So wet, I am so wet, oh. "Poppa didn't bat an eye. He said, "That will be proposal four. Are there any other proposals at this time?" There was silence. "I want an initial show of hands. Proposal One is to watch and make later recommendations." There was a sizable group but a definite minority. "Very well. Proposal Two is now before you." Again, there was a large minority with two-thirds or so having now having expressed an opinion. "All right. We now have those in favor of Proposal Three, which is to rescue the people. Long time no see! Whats up? Ride any good dicks lately? James, what the HELL. Quit fucking around, Im freaking out here! What is this?? Well, *I* think its great, but if you want to conform to societys bullshit standards… JAMES. God, calm down baby. Why are you so tense? Didnt you just get a majorly good dicking? I assume it was good since it lasted this long. I was expecting your text hours ago! IM TENSE BECAUSE MY DAD IS BFFS WITH THE GUY THAT POPPED MY CHERRY, ONLY SUDDENLY HES NAMED SIMON.