She smelled her finger, while smiling up at me. Then she insisted that I put on a crotch shield before trying on some other panties she had selected f...r me. I took off the red catsuit and Odette helped me roll down the brand new panties; adjusting the crotch shield. She used her finger to stuff the shield between my labia and tightly against my asshole, before helping me try on three different sizes of panties. She managed to rub her hands all over my butt and vulva. I even managed to have an. Her position had exposed her sex and the night air in the barn felt very cool against her wet slit.The first items out of the bag were her ice releases. These were not home made and were relatively expensive, but she was playing her games alone in a barn at night and she wanted to be sure that they would open like they were supposed to. She slid the cold metal cylinder over her breasts, causing her nipples to become even more stiff. Then using a threaded chain link, she attached one end of the. In fact, before I’m through with you you’re going to beg for this, aren’t you?”“Yes, Mistress,” Brooke remembered her response, though barely because of her nervousness.“I have something else for your ass, Brooke, my brother Carlos. He used to do my ass but I convinced him yours was tighter. Ha ha. Now, bend over with your hands on the bed.” Brooke did as ordered. She spread her legs in anticipation of receiving the mammoth dildo. Sammy reached under Brooke. “I knew you were a whore;. That blade...”I shuddered, understanding why her green eyes were so wide. This was a sword meant for a ruler. For a king. An emperor. A queen. I trembled, swallowing. I glanced at Lady Delilah watching me, her smile growing. It was so knowing.She understood what this blade was. What it represented. This blade was commissioned by Pater himself. The Lord of Creation. The Holy Father. He gave this to his half-divine son Peter to rule the mortal world like Pater ruled the immortal. And now it was.