When she came out I was completely shell shocked and shivering. She had changed from her salwar kameez into a saree and looked stunningly sexy. I have... a big weakness for women clad in saree, and she was completely seducing me without taking any effort. She was wearing a black translucent saree with black blouse having a very low cut back. Due to the contrasting color of the white bra inside the black blouse, the cups, shoulder straps and the pattern of the bra was clearly visible through her. Being a pet is about patience and submitting oneself to another however the Master chooses them to serve. A collar can be taken off whenever and without regard by someone who is not seriously dedicated to their craft and those type of people are definitely not pets, just someone with a fancy for imitation of a specific lifestyle. Likewise just because you tell someone to wear a collar that doesn't make you a Master. A Master must have respect for their pet, they must care about the pet's. One could only guess as to his purpose, but I had my suspicions. If I was correct, I would soon need a new deputy in the City Watch, but I would have a man in the Kingsguard. My man, no less, connected to me by the sharing of blood.“Greetings, Lord Waters, Ser Jeffary. I regret the necessity of stealing a Gold Cloak, but think of it as an exchange of cloaks. The Gold for the White. Ser Jeffary, I ask that you take the same oath of fealty to me that I once took to a different King. Though. As she looked Eve now felt how turned on she was, she could feel that her own pussy was moist, her nipples ached to be touched. Without thinking she let a hand rest on her lap, immediately her fingers started to gently scratch at her skin. Eve sat there in the shower, her breathing finally settling down. She looked over to Jenny, and smiling she reached over with one hand and stroked her cheek. “Thank you darling.” Her gaze moved down and rested on Jenny`s hand that had started to gently move.