.. " He shifted his weight to add leverage. It didn't help.The carriage driver relented with a shake of his head. "My apologies, Senorita. I just can'...t get a good enough grip. It's too slippery." He took a step back from the mess. "That hole is too deep." His chest heaved as he swiped at the beads of sweat on his forehead.Virago paced, quietly cursing the deep rut in the road. That evil little leprechaun was behind this. Just wait until I get back on that train, she thought. "I cannot miss the. .." I stammered. "I'm just not into kissing, really. Just not - I'm sorry." I was suddenly worried I'd just killed the whole mood, maybe ruined the entire night's plans....but then he just grinned and squeezed my ass with his right hand."No worries," he smiled. "I'm sure we can do PLENTY of better things..."And with that, it was on, again. As I took a long drag from my cigarette and breathed a cloud of smoke at him, he stepped back and into the desk, and I dropped down to my knees in front of. “We became one Master.” Doris said for the Red’s.“I looked it up Master,” Crystal of the smoky gray eyes and long dancer’s legs, the tallest of the six answered me. “Gestalt Theory is a broad interdisciplinary concept with a psychological background that suggest that the nature of a complex, unified whole can not be understood by analyzing its parts. The whole is other than the sum of the parts, or the whole is greater than the sum of it’s parts.” She was one of my six new Red slaves.“Well I. The one she was currently feeding upon, his name lost to her, had just released not even an hour ago, and he was shaking in an imminent release. When the load surged forth from his body, Ashkrath moan in appreciation as she absorbed it into the sucking maw of her mouth. He fell back, too weak to stand and his mistress got up before heading to deal with another issue; a demon she had summoned named Farvish. The holy father of the church had exchanged his soul for the pleasure of Ashkrath’s.