She didn't even want me to worship her ass as she rode his cock. Instead, she had me lick his balls and whatnot... soon she stopped speaking me and w...s only speaking through her guy friend. After she had reached orgasm, she told "T" that I was his for at least the night. She told him she was thinking she may need a new bitch, and that he could actually keep me as long as he liked. "You're his now bitch... you do anything he asks," the Goddess told me. I tried to beg for her to keep me, but. Scents that would have normally passed unnoticed flood through me in a torrent: the light scent she wears, the rich, thick, animal smell of the leather in which she is clad, the dense aroma of the melted wax, and my own scent just as my excited skin breaks a sweat. But it is my sense of touch that overwhelms all others. It is as if not just every nerve but every neuron, every cell in my body is filled with electricity and swollen to twice its normal size. The merest caress of her breath across. This had been mentioned before, but now the idea took hold. Where, indeed, was the ship that had transported these machines to Earth?Then the fighter jocks, one from France and one from a U.S. base there, got a break from being mincemeat when fighters attacked the alien craft. Unintentionally for the Miadax, the two jets fired their missiles at the same time – two each – and three of the missiles hit the Paladin within a couple of seconds, overriding its rear shields. The resulting explosion. I took a much-needed shower and dressed in my usual jeans and a sweatshirt. The wig was packed carefully along with my stage clothes. The dress I had worn that evening would go for dry-cleaning and the whole lot would magically appear at the next venue, thanks to my assistant, Jacqui who had been with me for years. I intended to walk to the hotel, but the stage door manager shook his head. "Not a good idea, Miss Lacey. Best I get you a taxi." I understood why when travelling in the taxi. There.