Cinderella knew her answer had to be written all over her face but her eyes hardened when Drizella spoke. No. Never. Liar! she hissed stepping forward...and grabbing Cinderellas soft blonde hair. She jerked it down and Anastasia gasped when her step-sister cried out in pain. Come here! Drizella barked to her sister. Anastasia quickly stepped forward and helped her sister yank Cinderellas dress over her head, leaving her in her slip, panties and stockings. Hold her! Drizella gave the handful of. " With those ominous words, she suddenly stood up, towering above him with her 5'11" lithe frame which her four inch heels extended to six feet three inches. She undid the clasps of her gown and let it fall to the floor. The effect was immediate and dramatic. She wore a silver-studded leather bikini that matched her choker. The top was held by two straps that ran around her neck, while the g-string bottom was cut high on her taut hips. The thin, patent leather barely covered her. The girls will show you where the bags go." Tom turned and looked at Janet. There was no kindness in that look and it worried her. "Janet, we need to talk. Why don't you show me where the drawing room is, and we can talk in there." Janet nodded her head and led the way to the parlor. Even though she knew what he meant, she had never called it anything else and she wasn't going to start now, "Here is the parlor." She closed the door after he entered.They weren't in the parlor for more and half a. After gathering her luggage, she makes her way out to the taxi stand waiting for Him, waiting for His driver to come take her to Him. Waiting I shift nervously, wondering what He has in store for her for the weekend. Wondering if it is going to be a weekend of extreme pleasure, or is it going to be a weekend of pain, or a weekend of pleasure and pain. my body shaking a little bit, shaking from the unease of not knowing what is going to happen to her this weekend.i notice a car pulling up in.