He pinned down my hands and kissed my cheek, then my neck, and back to my lips again.''Would you like a drink?'' he suddenly asked.I was still reeling...from the kiss but I agreed, if only to catch my breath for a second. He wandered off, into what I presumed was the kitchen, while I straightened my hair and checked my makeup. He returned only moments later with a gin and tonic for himself and a glass of red wine for me. He set his drink down, and pressed the glass of wine into my hand, kissing. „So far today, Diana has avoided a caning. Nothing at the midday session. She is hoping, I am quite sure, to avoid a caning at the evening session. In short, this girl is trying VERY HARD!“I gazed upon the highly upthrust hindquarters and wondered, yet again, what it must be like for a young woman to have to abase herself in this way. Oh how hideous! Yet, for me, so exciting. I realised the girl was sobbing. Well, what girl wouldn`t have been sobbing?„Daniel,“ said Miss Juliette, „what do you. Azrathul cursed the Light as the battle raged all throughout the sole fortress he'd managed to cling to until now, glaring at the astral image of a planet conjured before him, the sounds of demons and invaders locked in combat echoing through the halls.Azeroth. That pitiful, insignificant little speck in the Great Dark, full of the writhing maggots that had somehow managed to defy the will of the Legion, the mightiest force in all creation. That had somehow stood against the cleansing flames of. I felt peckish so munched handfuls of the coffee beans at this point; they made me feel giggly and giddy. The barmaid behind the bar was in her mid-twenties, auburn hair, cute, and bored.The drinks order went in, and a double shot of seven-year-old rum placed in front of me, just what I needed to loosen up. We talked about our favourite track to sing along to, and I mentioned Stevie Nicks' Rooms on Fire as a special favourite of mine.Which led to a rather bad attempt to sing it, with half of us.