That was when he noticed she was naked from the waist up.Her right breast was bare, but the left one was covered and he could make out wrinkled skin n...ar the edges of it. Above her right breast, was a pinkish round circle that looked like a gunshot wound. The bandages, that were covering her arm, were stained yellow in some spots and a trickle of a yellowish substance was running down her left side where she wiped it up with a small hand towel."My God!" God had nothing to do with this. It will. Cruelly, he pulled her back by her hair, causing her nipples to flare anew with agony. She almost dried out, but that was what he wanted, so she bit her tongue. He bit her shoulder savagely and this time, she did moan. She could feel her excitement dripping down her inner thighs and she wished fervently that she could tell him that she wanted his cock in her right now but she was a good girl and she knew better than to talk. She felt him move away and she squeezed her eyes shut, wanting. ?I can?t do this if the area is so moist.? he said, and it was obvious to Jasmine what he meant. Finally though, her engorged clit was attached with unwanted jewellery as well after he had repeatedly, to Jasmine?s embarrassment, dabbed her pussy dry with a towel. She could not believe that she was getting turned on by that, but she had bigger problems at hand. Her nipples and clit had been attached with tiny bells. Small as they might be so they did not look gaudy, they were functional enough. Next she dried her hair, and then put them in heated rollers, securing a cap over her head to keep them in place. She walked over to her wardrobe and pulled out a tight, red, knee length dress, going for that and not really caring what people wore at a supernatural club. She hung it outside her wardrobe and went back over to her dresser to begin her makeup. She didn’t go too hard on it, with only little foundation and blush, but decided on fierce, smoky eyes with a clear gloss on her full.