When she does well I felt it was necessary to praise her. A positive stimulant once in a while couldn’t hurt. “Thank you, Master,” it almost sou...ded as a whisper. “You’re filthy, maybe we should do something about that,” Not only was she indeed a bit filthy, I also wanted an excuse to untie her. Being bound that long couldn’t be good for your body. The last thing I wanted was for her to get injured. The only problem was that the shower of the trailer was absolute crap. It was crucial to find. (Massaging.) She stirs again, more solidly this time. sleep is leaving and she turns to me.“You’re awake?” she asks quietly, and I nod with a silent smile. “Why?”“Thinking,” I reply honestly.“About what?” Her body was pushing out the tiredness slowly, eking its way into wakefulness. “You.”She laughed. “Really? Why on earth would you want to do that?” Her head, raised for a moment, fell now back onto the pillow with a soft sound of comfort.“Because,” I began, “I think you are beautiful and sexy. Royal blood definitely pumped through her veins. When Kyle had come in and began fucking Ms. Capello, Zaritha thought nothing unusual about such an act—Kyle was a great man who could have any woman he wanted. She hadn't felt the Djinn's power modifying her mind to accept the situation. It was only when she had bared her breasts in the middle of class did she realize she had been meddled with.She would need to armor herself against the Djinn's powers. Luckily, that wouldn't be hard. Like all men. The sensual music, colorful flower arrangements and flaming candlelight envelope her in romantic sweetness. A mouth watering aroma from the kitchen mixes pleasantly with the lavender scent of the candles. She turns and looks at this amazing man, who she truly feels she does not deserve. He is dressed in khaki slacks, suede shoes, and a navy blue shirt that shows off his muscular physique. He reaches for her hand and brings it to his lips gently. ‘Welcome to your castle of passion, my beautiful.