I stepped back to admire you. Your braless breasts had teased me all night, and now I had an unobstructed view of their beauty. All you were wearing w...s a very sexy pair of black panties. We embraced again, and you pulled my jeans and boxers off in one motion, leaving me naked. We continued to kiss, and I kind guided you to my bedroom, before pushing you onto your back on my bed. I broke our kiss, looked down at you with a smile as you panted in excitement, your eyes begging me for more. I bent. Unable to keep from thinking just how incredibly 'sexy' his princess look right then.Or of the precious few times he had gotten to see when her impenetrable royal mask was allowed to slip. His mind returning to the very first.Her ebony hair wetly askew, soaked likewise to the skin.Wearing only an equally wet Jurian under garment.The two of them, drying slowly lit by firelight.Erotic? Perhaps but that vision paled beside the incredible image of the present.Kneeling in flowing yellow, hair softly. It was her face that told of her previous life though. With big blue eyes and soft rosy cheeks that only a house born puppy could have. Perhaps he should get the vet to check for an ID tag he thought. First he had to remove the pup's odd almost human clothing. He never understood why some people insisted on dressing up their puppies. He preferred a more natural looking girl with only her fur to warm her. A sharp pair of scissors made quick work of the tattered and dirty cloth, while her. A lot of corridors seemed to meet around here - this looked vaguely familiar, she’s been here before once, she was sure. But why had Ayla pulled out that long metal thing - those were nasty things, Ariel recalled, you got really bad shocks from them - but Ayla wouldn’t hurt her, she knew that, that was the only fixed point in the empty horizon of her mind.It must have something to do with those six - what was that word? - guards up ahead. Maybe they didn’t like Ayla - why wouldn’t they like.