My behavior is the heart of my business. I am strange. I come from Vertige. I am therefore Vertige and we must not see me coming. I have more sense th...an feelings. Here for a part of my intention secréte… But, as one might say coincidence: the chance is a secret and I am sure my secret. So how to cross the fire ? Prometheus had to be the first artist, long before Apollo. This giant to make good service to ordinary people who do not so much demanded, therefore stole fire from heaven to the gods. Once i have finished,you tie my hands behind my back and you then lead me back into the sitting room by my clamps, pulling them hard making sure it is painful for me.As i stand infront of you, you kiss me and tell me how much i have been a good girl so far and that i am not to let you down, you have not finished with me yet for the night.You yank off the clamps, making me bend over in pain, it feels as if you were going to pull off my nipples also.And then it comes out, the 'tit crusher'.One. To my disappointment she removed herself from my hungry ass, pushing me on the bed and walking back to her bag of goodies. She removed the strap on while I caught my breath on the bed with another hard-on in need of attention. She pulled out a small, curved dildo and began to tell me what was next."Mr. Thompson, you appear to be insatiable! I never really imagined you would be this anal centered. You make me proud. You are a trainer's dream, and I have one final test I bet you will pass," she. "But to take her there!" She mildly groused. "Oh! How unromantic!" Yeah." Sasami sighed. "Poor Ryoko!" The mere utterance of the name was more than enough to silence them both."Sis?" Sasami ventured slowly after a moment. "I wanted to tell you, how sorry I am about the way I spoke to you the other day?"In the darken room Ayeka flashed a gentle smile."As Tenchi might say, 'We both said some things'," She told her mildly. "Let's let the past be just that." You give'n any thought bout what's.