”While she was looking at the shoe gag, another dominatrix, a slender olive skinned girl with long black hair, standing beside her said, “Excuse m..., I was just looking at your female slave’s label. That seems a great idea. Would you mind if I had a look?”Naomi’s label had attracted interest a few times and Allison, thinking that it could do nothing but good for Naomi to be subjected to some attention that she hadn’t herself encouraged, replied, “Of course. Help yourself. It wasn’t my idea,. Tumne aaj mujhe jo maza diya hai uske samne sab maze feeke pad gaye.mere pati ki teen saal ki chudai per tumne ek hi shot mein pani pher diya mein bahut khush ho aur kuchh tumhari tamanna baki haitau bol do who bhi poori kar doongi.Rattan: bas ek bar apni is dehlati hui ggand mein mujhe apna lund pel lene do phir kuchh nahi mangooga,tumse meri raniI :oh mere raja rattan yeh tumne kya maang liya .bas yehi ek cheez hai jo mein nahi de sakti.chaho tau mein tumahara lund choos ker uska paani pi. Her lips were blood red and a trickle of blood was at the corners of her mouth; she was pale and quite beautiful. As I stared at her she suddenly opened her eyes and made a hissing sound as she sat up and showed her fangs."Mortal scum, for disturbing my rest you shall die," she said in a feminine yet guttural voice.For a moment I was unable to move or think as I was transfixed by this pale beauty. She slammed the coffin lid and approached me hissing in anger, the candlelight reflecting off her. “What kind of relaxation did you have in mind?” I asked. “Well, I’m pretty stressed. Maybe some kind of massage would help. Could you do your special massage – you know the one with that special tool you have.”I laughed, picked Jennifer up in my arms and carried her into the bedroom where I sat her on our bed. Jennifer started to take her clothes off but I stopped her and took on that task myself. I reached down and removed her shoes, then her stockings. Once her feet were bare, I started to.