Her pink tongue licks her lips quickly.Once she's relaxed, I start the next phase. "Mmm, Elizabeth, I'd like to make up you're lovely face. Darker, mo...e sensual, heavier in the eyes, taking full erotic advantage of your features. Please help me. Will you? Please?" I've been doing this for the last year or so, and the stuff I use is always much more blatant and sexy than their normal cosmetics, and it produces a startling change in their appearance. They've all loved it.She's afraid to say yes.. "Do you have a safeword for me?" Peacock, madam."Angelique smiled as she gave Bianca's hair a sharp tug, making her sub gasp. "And if your mouth is occupied?" I'll hum a tune for you, mistress." Good girl." She knelt down, holding Bianca's collar in her hands. It was black leather with silver rhinestones and a small bell that would jingle with every movement of her body. "Do you want this, pet?" Yes please, madam." Bianca's blood pounded harder as she sat up slightly, her face flushing as her. She wonderedif she should go further or not push it.They ate and were in the north wing. She led him into a store andfound a purse and woman's wallet for him, telling him he couldn'twalk around carrying his bag of cosmetics all day. He had put thelipstick he was clutching in the bag. The purse was white with aprincess on it. The wallet was pink and hand a strap that snapped onthe end to hold it shut. He thought the purse was a bit childish butdidn't say anything. They sat on a bench in the. "Its sad so little about the greek pantheon survived, after all I wasn't JUST a poet, but a Goddess. Just think of me as the patron Goddess of lesbian desire sweetness. And I'm here to help you." The woman claiming to be the mythic poet, lesbian, and apparent Goddess Sappho saunters over to your big screen and starts thumbing through your dvd collection. "You see, I make it a habit to appear to only the most lonely and hopeless lesbians, and you dear heart, are at the top of my list tonight....