Inside, was a long well lit hallway entirely unsuitable for either lurking or skulking, and I grabbed the first door that we passed on the right, whic... had the good fortune to be the security ready room.Inside, this room was fairly large and had more than a few goodies worth investigating, once its sole inhabitant was dealt with. I bounced the inside contents of his skull with a bit too with more air pressure than was even remotely healthy, and from the instantaneous bleeding from his eyes,. Then he spread my legs open and looked between them.“Who does this cunt belong to?”“You, Master. It is yours to do with as you wish.”He looked into my eyes.“Everything between your legs is mine to play with as I wish, understand?”I responded by opening my legs wider so he could see everything I had to offer him.He slid his hand downwards, gently caressing me and enjoying the way I was helpless while he stroked and rubbed at my clit.“You like this, don’t you.” He said, “That’s because you can’t. While Sara wasn't very active in Crystal's chatroom, the story archives there were another matter all together. Sara was the proverbial "kid in a candy store" the first time she browsed through the huge selection of transgender offerings. She was often awake half the night, escaping into stories the way she would escape into her own artwork. It wasn't long before Sara became particularly enamored with the offerings of one author, Prudence Walker. After experiencing, as reading doesn't seem. " That is a task worthy of a goddess," Maeve laughed, rising to give her little sister a hug. "You certainly are not 'cut out' for that kind of busy work. Join with Currain and find something that suits you, darling. For his sake if not your own. The poor fellow is going half crazy over you." I Said I would, didn't I?" Morgana returned the laugh with one of her own, feeling lighter of spirit than she had in months."Good."* * * *"Can you help her, Lady?" Morgana still twitched.