In the back of her mind, she knew this was coming. She could protest that it was hardly her fault, that Marisa had provoked it, but knew it would just...earn her the standard lecture. Instead, she remained silent and complied with her mistress' command.She tensed, steeling herself, but flinched and yelped anyway when Sirinna's hand cracked across her ass cheeks. Amanda bit her lip to stifle a whimper when Sirinna reached the third stroke."That was for going too far with Marisa," Sirinna intoned.. "The black sheet was pulled aside showing my naked self to the people in theroom that looked disgusted at me, I noticed I wasn't in the Undergroundbasement but on the upper floor where the MCO used to deal with thegovernment. The people in the room looked liked judges.They looked disgusted at me, and I could see why, there was a mirror thatshowed myself, my wings were back in their bone form looking like claws thatwere protruding out of my back, my face looked a lot younger like one of ateenage. Having finished applying it, I turned to the clothing You had brought me. My heart sank a little bit as I realized that You had ***********ed the dowdiest, most unattractive business suit in my entire wardrobe, an outfit I had bought and worn only once, for a job interview several years ago with a crusty, white-shoe law firm in the city; a job I was extremely thankful I didn’t get, truth be told. There was an accompanying plain, white blouse and in the grocery bag were shoes, pantyhose, a bra. On our very first date, here she was, taking things to the next level. Never in my life would I have imagined something this wild from my innocent-looking Japanese beauty. ‘We’re in a theater!,’ I whispered urgently to her. ‘I know,’ she said calmly, her soft brown eyes looking into mine. I had to look down to be sure it was the same person doing the wonderful things to me with her smooth slender fingers. She leaned over and bit me gently on the ear, while her hand moved in slow, gentle.