It was like John Wayne walking through the swinging doors of the saloon and the piano player stops playing and all the bad guys are scared stiff. She ...as wearing a flaming red satin dress with the hem to her knees and a slit up the side to her waist. The dress was cinched at the waist by a wide black patent leather belt and the top was cut low. Way low! So low that her gorgeous breasts were bulging out of the top of her lacy black push-up bra that was also visible. She had seamed black nylons. She hangs, arms stretched toward the ceiling, shoulders bulging, legs straining wide toward the floor. Moaning, screaming, she’s unable to relieve the tension of her bondage or escape the animals around her. ?Now you will see the film begin,? Victor says.A heavy pipe in their hands, they set it in place, turning the pipe, feeding it into the threads of a steel base bolted to the floor. A long pipe, it rises several feet between the woman’s spread legs, a phallus poised at its point, its head. Ironically, he didn’t have to suffer any of this caveman shit. The option was always there. All he had to do was call the name of Queen Maeve, and she supposedly would yank him right out of hell, just like she had put him here. Of course, there was still the matter of the debt she owed to him. She didn’t like that. Neither did Logan, but that obligation was the only thing keeping her from enslaving him as her boy toy. Unfortunately, it was also the reason he was here. “Motivation” she had. . would you?" I motioned at Eisner. She smiled and strutted over to his chair and stood in front of him."Did you like my dancing?", she asked in a sing-song voice."Y... yes. It was very good!" I can tell... you look as if you were enjoying yourself." Her hand went down and came to rest in the C.E.O.'s crotch. "It feels like it too! Mmm... nice and hard!"I smiled as I watched as Jasmine unzipped the head of the Disney company's pants and proceeded to give him what I knew would be world-class.