But I have to get up from this lovely position of subservience to myself. I wriggle across the tiled floor and I reach for the wine glass to take a si...p and then I fill the pint glass with water and finish it in a few minutes. I drink another pint and then some more wine. Now comes the waiting game for it all to move through my body.I can’t wait for this liquid to go through me and fortunately I don’t have to, because I know that the initial surge was only part of the first round of liquid to. My body began to heat up."Dam you're such a tease!" He said. And I realized that because of the way I was leaning over the counter he had a perfectly clear view of my pussy as it peeked out from under the tiny skirt I was wearing. Of all the days to desire not to wear a pair of panties!My mind seemed to blank because the next thing I knew, my cousin was standing right behind me and I could feel something large and hard pressing against me between my legs. I felt myself begin to gush as soon as. Two of the blurs twanged against the side and back walls of the elevator. Two however, struck home– one in my chest and one in my leg. My mind was saying “Pull the trigger! Pull the trigger!” but my muscles were under the control of the high voltage pulses of the military-grade tactical tasers. My world faded into darkness long before the elevator doors were fully open.I could tell several things as I slowly came to. One, I was naked... except for a Volkov Kollar around my neck. Two, I was. "What happened tomy voice? What happened to my BODY?!"Now sitting upright, he was struck by a weight pulling on his chest,Looking down, he saw the tops of a generous pair of breasts, theircreamy skin enclosed in a satin nightgown. Its cups were soft yetoffered a measure of support, pressing his milky assets together to forma respectable amount of cleavage. Resting on his right breast was athick braid, a rope of scarlet hair that he traced with his hands to theside of his head. This was his.