Janelle and Lexi were there, but no sign of Donna.“What’s the matter?” Janelle asked. “Donna left in a huff.”“She left in a huff? I should...be the one leaving in a huff,” he said.“What happened?” Lexi asked.“She bit me. Twice!” He showed them the damage.“Ooh,” they cooed in unison.“Wacky, sicko kinky Asian shit, I guess,” he said, shivering. “Ugh.”The three of them didn’t say anything for minute or two, they just sipped their drinks, listened to the music and glanced around the room at the other. I've heard you've been behaving lately, but thisdoesn't look like behaving..." Please sir, I need to get out of here, I'm not a girl. I want to gohome," I whined."Is that so? You sure look like a dainty girl, what are you.. 100 lbs?And that frilly dress.. that hair... who do you think you're fooling?"he continued. "Look, if Mistress Abbott found you here you'd be in someserious trouble wouldn't you?" he asked. I nodded."Let me introduce myself. I am Mr. Warner. I am actually MistressAbbott's. I leaned back resting my head on her shoulder. Pinching my nipples, I moaned and felt her fighting at her binds. Squeezing my breasts again, one hand moved down my bare tummy and straight to my aching sex. My hips were rocking back and forth, grinding myself against her as I attempted to reach that much needed orgasm. She was lifting her hips, pressing herself harder against my bottom. Our moaning blended together into one sound. We both had the same goal; we both needed to come. “Untie me,”. She’d told him the exact words Cyneolle had said when he’d protested. Her hands lifted slowly, until her fingers touched skin. When her hands skimmed up a strong jaw, her left hand touched an edge of metal while her right continued over soft skin. “I lost part of my face in the first Rhylosian civil war,” he explained. A lump formed in Anniel’s throat, but she continued to feel his facial features. His jaw was squared with an indentation on the chin, like a dimple. His lips were full, warm.