Heather was stripped completely naked on the thing with her backside pushed up in obscene sacrificial offering to some unseen God. It was a man and fe...ale team that removed all of her clothing with the exception of her earrings and her ankle bracelet and her expensive heels that seemed part of her now and completed the presentation of her long beautiful legs bound tightly in the ankle restraints attached to the long table of pain and passion.Her beautiful face was still in its fully painted. .. really open and honest?"I nodded."Different, isn't it?" she asked rhetorically, gently dragging her nails the length of my half hard dick.Different? I always thought I did okay with the ladies when I was young and single. But never had I met someone like Josephine, or had a similar conversation, 'assessing my skills'."What I meant was, god, how do I say this..." I took a deep breath. "I'd really like to come back some time and, um, practice on you. Jeez, I can't think of a better way to say. ."Moments went by and Murielle stopped struggling against the shield. She knew there was nothing she could do for her sister. That body in front of her smelled like it had been dead for days – maybe a week. She didn't know what was holding the shielding in place, or how Miranda may have somehow created it before she died, but she knew it was all lost. Her fervent week-long race to reach Miranda had ended in failure, and she no longer had a sister.Murielle leaned against the shielding and simply. He drew a linefrom the bottom crease of her lips upward, until he caught her hood with thetip of his tongue. He flicked it, and she drew her breath. They knew what wascoming. He had brought her to the edge a dozen times over the last hour. Thistime would be no different, except for the increased level of her desperationand greater sincerity of her begging. He licked again. Her clit was hard, so hard that it pushed her hood intothe shape of a tiny oval bowl. Her hood protected her from the top,.