folclor
Resident Cripple
Location: The Arena
Who I am with: Mistress Scarlet (@StartingOver)
What I am doing: Pleasur- wait, what? No.
So much pleasure. It was all so good. Wave after wave rushing over her body. Her sensations overwhelmed her now. Her hair was being stroked every once in a while. She was caught completely.
Well, until Mistress spoke again. Mistress? No. Mistress Scarlet. 'Pet?' The word, paired with "my," brought her out of the pleasure, up, almost to waking. Her eyes, while hazy, were fixed on the new teacher's face. Her mouth slowly closed.
"No one can own me," the girl whispered.
Who I am with: Mistress Scarlet (@StartingOver)
What I am doing: Pleasur- wait, what? No.
So much pleasure. It was all so good. Wave after wave rushing over her body. Her sensations overwhelmed her now. Her hair was being stroked every once in a while. She was caught completely.
Well, until Mistress spoke again. Mistress? No. Mistress Scarlet. 'Pet?' The word, paired with "my," brought her out of the pleasure, up, almost to waking. Her eyes, while hazy, were fixed on the new teacher's face. Her mouth slowly closed.
"No one can own me," the girl whispered.