Notes

"Heh, good -bitch-." She grasped possessively along the woman's flesh, suddenly pulling away and seeming to be rummaging about within her coat's pocket for a moment. It only took a brief second to realize what it was, which would be all the more of a shock to Pres consider she'd do so as soon as she felt a sharp and firm sensation pinching down around both of her nipples; two small clamps tightened down around the nubs, I'zi giving them a twist before releasing them in place.

"I think I've kept you in this stuffy room long enough, why don't we go have some fun?" She'd ask, loving every noise Pres made and continuing. "We could go for a nice walk, I'm sure you could use some fresh air- might get rid of some of the stink on you, still smelling a bit like my jizz, slut." She reached for the leash and unfastened it from the headboard, at that point now yanking Pres' neck gently upwards to sit up on her knees. "What do you think of that?" She'd reach up and tug away the blindfold now, knowing that Pres' reaction would be too good to miss.