He turned back towards the door. “I think we’ll want some privacy for this, so I’ll make sure we aren’t disturbed. Unless you mind?” He gest...red at the shade over the door which was traditionally pulled down when meetings were in session for discussing sensitive topics.She nodded her acquiescence, her interest piqued. Had he gotten himself into some sort of trouble and needed her to rescue him? A thrill ran through her at the thought. Not because she had any interest in saving him in. We were discussing what we would do to remodel the large garden, when suddenly tears came to her eyes. Concerned I asked."What's the matter? Did I upset you in some way." She shook her head."No. Completely the opposite. It came to me suddenly. You let me make all the choices about colours in the house, now we are talking about the garden, and you are asking for my opinion and listening to me. That is a new experience for me. He." As she referred to Aubrey now, "would make decisions and then. ' Bathsheba drew a long breath, her cunt hot in the latex as she watched the ginger girl torment her condemned prize and delight in the cruel pleasure of her secret.' ... tomorrow you'll be taken to Burntwood Hall, and will be displayed in the shroud, your life consumed into total and utter obedience to womanhood.' Her Mistress and the black haired girl smiled contentedly at the trickery of her words as Bathsheba jangled the harness Arne would be displayed in today. Arne's balls and anus. I would optimize a current copy of the host species for passing on genetically to my progeny to allow for survival trait selections.Ok, I also selected for aesthetics, I always have appreciated beauty and tried to find enjoyment in existence. Living streamlines life to it’s environment and purpose, but being beautiful as well is just because life is beautiful, and appreciates it’s self.Since my presence is so powerful, I have to shutter and filter the full effect with most people. I have always.