Maybe I should leave you unable to feel pleasure again."I brought it closer. Her pubic hair charred. "Yes, I think I'll do that." NO! Please, I'll do ...anything; I'll be your slave! Please, I need to come, please make me come."I shook my head. "It's too late for that." Please, I'll be your most loyal slave. I'll do anything you ask. Brand me anywhere, I know I've been bad and have to be branded. But don't brand me there."I nodded. That was it then. She'd been broken. She was mine now. I grabbed. So the dwarves built a boat, loaded themselves onto it, and sailed away. They took all of the golems except for those responsible for cleaning.At first, things in the city went well for the little golems. With no dwarves making more mess, the golems could finally make progress with the clean-up. The dwarves, on the other hand, were sailing around the enormous lake, and barely stopped to think about the city they had left behind. Every year the captain of the ship sent a golem back to check up,. Her simple black dress must have set her back a small fortune, the hemline, an inch or two above her knees, reveals smooth and slender calves. A matching black bolero jacket and sheer dark stockings might have you thinking she looks funereal but no she just looks ultra desirable. Towering heels add to her lean and poised appearence.'Shell comes straight to the point. When this sort of thing hits her she's dead set on what's in her mind!"We're going to fuck her Les! We're going to fuck her right. "My voice spilled the beans. In makeup and shades, itwas not obvious to the general public that I was aman. However, when I spoke in my usual deep voice,the ladies could hardly avoid the truth."Oh!" yelped the woman. One of her friends coveredher mouth and then sort of giggled nervously. "Well,we have to be going, girls," she finally said and ledher friends down the street, bewildered.In the meantime, more and more people seemed to betaking notice of me in my unique situation. Manyprobably.