The inside of her head exploded in a white light and she knew the joy of Christmas, Thanksgiving, New years, every party she had ever attended, every ...oy she had ever kissed, everybody she had ever loved and every fine meal she had ever eaten, all rolled into one. It took her in a crashing wave of ecstasy that left her gapping like a fish out of water for the full half a minute that the text had promised. Then her lungs filled in a gasping inwards scream as her body continued it's massive. He was in costume, of course. They all were. Dark, dark hair and oddly mesmerizing eyes. Deep and mysterious, she found herself instantly drawn to them and then into them. His eyes were such a stark contrast to his skin. Pale, almost pearly white in the dim light of the bar. He was wearing a rather shabby black suit, cut in an old-fashioned style. A scent of something she didn’t quite recognize clung to the wool of his suit jacket. ‘So, are you a princess?’ She was a bit taken aback by his. Most of them kept respectfully quiet, with their eyes lowered a bit. Tiffany spotted a few raised eyebrows, and some wide-open eyes, as the newer girls got their first look at her. They had been given a general idea of what to expect, and what their duties would be, if they hoped to be inducted into the sisterhood. Still, seeing Tiffany, or one of the other elder Amazons for the first time was truly a sight to behold. Most of the newer girls either had no tan, or only the beginnings of one.. As soon as I did, the bed retracted back into the wall and the flashing light next to its handled turned off.Wondering what to do, I walked over to the mannequin again, and looked into his eyes. I had survived his subjugation the previous night. What would be required of me today?Curious, and a bit horny, I knelt carefully in front of the mannequin, and placed my lips around his cock, giving it a tentative suck.Nothing happened.I reached into the cuffs and grasped his buns.Nothing moved. No.