When Charlotte saw what I wanted her to wear she just smiled knowing that it was going to be a good night. If only she knew what I had planned. Before...going for dinner I opened a cold bottle of her favourite champagne and which always relaxed her, Charlotte drank two glasses of the champagne and as we hadn't eaten yet she said she already felt tipsy. She asked excitedly what I was going to do to her later; I just smiled and told her whatever it was that she was my toy and she just had to obey. The congealed blood that had run down my legs and my blackand blue body all testified that I was lucky to be alive.Lucky, that was a laugh, only I didn't feel like laughing right then.I went into the shower and washed off the blood, sick, muck and otherreminders of my ordeal.As I washed myself, I wondered why I felt so dead inside, as though Ihad died along with my parents. My life revolved around them. I alreadymissed my father's ready smile, his kindness and obvious love for me.He was always. Even now almost twenty years later, Annie smiled in the taxi on the way to the hotel as she remembered her eager submissiveness to give the master what he wanted and accepted his commands in the spirit of romance and the hidden lust she harbored deep inside her soul to be a willing doll for his sometimes kinky needs. The other females that strolled along the bridges gave her that knowing look, that said,“I pity you; you simple fool, giving up your body with so little regard for youth and true. Seeing her slave in his completely immobilized state and feeling his warm cheeks sucking away on her shaft overwhelmed her. Blood flowed to her fleshy weapon and it began to expand in her gimp slave’s mouth. Her face blushed crimson and lust took hold of her yet again. On days like this, even she was surprised by how much sway her demonic gift held over her. She couldn’t help herself.“I think ... I still have one more left in me.”Bayonetta started to saw in and out of his mouth smoothly..