Christy didn't have time to digest what Sable screamed. She dived to the right, the slimy tentacles striking the wall behind her. She scrabbled to her...feet, her shoulder bruised and throbbing, and raced around the wall, chased by the tentacles. If she could flank the Incubus and reach Sable directly, Christy was sure she could overpower the witch.Three tentacles lashed out, slamming in front of her, cutting off Christy's path."Ishtar, ward me in light to blind my enemies!"Brilliant, rainbow. I was still nude and was watching a football game. Kyle didn't say a word. He went right into the bathroom and took a shower. He didn't even close the door. After a while he came into the living room nude again. Instantly I was hard again. He asked if he really turned me on that I kept getting an erection? I turned and looked at him and he was completely hard. I thought what the hell and said yes you do. He didn't really know what to say he sat down next to me. Both of us were rock. Maybe, if I listened carefully, if I could hear them. No matter how hard I tried all I could hear was my own labored breaths.What was my Mistress doing? She said she was going to change. Into what? I pictured her in head to toe leather. A tightly laced corset forcing her tits up. Stiletto boots that came up to her thighs. Black leather gloves encasing her arms to her biceps, looking both sexy and evil as she teased my cunt with the head of her crop, giving it a sharp slap that made me cry out,. ”“Touche. Sound like you've danced with a man before.”“I've done more than dance.” And I had. And once or twice I'd really liked it. But nothing like I'd loved touching Carolyn. “But I had someone once, and after her, well, I couldn't go back.”She nodded as if she understood. I decided we needed a change. I reached into my phone and tapped on an app. A few minutes later the heavy chords of punk guitar filled the room. I reached out to take her hand. “Care to dance?” “I would,” she said,.