”“It just feels so wrong rewarding her like this,” John said with a frustrated sigh. “She tortured her daughters for decades and ended up kill...ing them all ... although I guess that was in self-defence. I know that Emandra will end up punishing herself with a guilty conscience ... but that seems woefully inadequate after everything she’s done.”“Making these kinds of decisions will be your hardest duty as leader of the Maliri,” Edraele said with sympathy. “I suppose we should be very thankful. She washed my calves and rubbed in a lovely flowery smelling lotion. I couldn't remember when I felt so pampered. However, my pedicure was nothing compared to my manicure. Ciera worked meticulously on my nails, cleaning them, polishing them, and making my nails and hands look amazing. The massage afterward was nearly orgasmic.As I was way overdue for a haircut and style, the bonus hair wash and cut was a real treat. I began to think about what Ciera had said about the impression I had made on. You think you can do...or BE...that for me? Hmmm, sexy?" She leaned into me and rubbed the tip of her nose against mine, Eskimo style, a mischievous grin glued to her face."Mmm...yum....sounds fun. I'm game. I think I can handle that." Great, then let's go. Oh, and by the way...if you're going to be my private little sex toy, it's only right that I should call you ...let's see.....my 'Private Pleasure Toy'. How's that? I really like the sound of that." 'Private Pleasure Toy', huh?" I pondered.. Worst of all was that before breakfast she came into the bathroom while I was taking a shower. I had my eyes closed to keep out the soap and did not hear the door open. I felt a soft hand on my cock and jumped. She laughed with some wicked enjoyment. I wiped the soap from my eyes and there she was, arms folded and looking me up and down. I put my hands over my unerect cock. It seemed the decent thing to do. She said she wanted to watch me shower and just stood there eyeing me up and down saying.