She had a package the size of the devise.Sarah's heart gave a great leap of happiness. Soon he'd have theinfernal devise, next he would have to find s...ome way to get close tothe body thief but if Science taught you anything it taught you to takeone step at a time! He reached for it but she pulled away."First the money, Professor!"He handed it over with trembling hands. Leona counted it and thenpassed him the package. Then she hurried away.Sarah cried out with happiness and got shushed by a. “Come in, pet,” she called, and he did. He made his way to the couch, dropping to one knee and handing her the flavorful bowl of roux-covered rice and shrimp like a knight handing his sword to a noble. Fitting, considering how he saw her. A queen. A goddess.She took it, and he heard her sip from it before a small, satisfied moan left her lips. “Good boy,” she praised, making his cock stir again. “Just one moment, Mistress Denali - you may look at my phone, pet.” Stewart raised his eyes just a. "I'm not gonna get naked." I didn't say get naked," he protested lightly. "Did I say that? Leave your blouse on, just ... Lose the bra." You're gonna be nice?" I asked, feeling some little goosebumps growing on my arms."Yeah, Betsy," he said with enough sarcasm so I believed him. "I'm gonna be extra nice, okay?" Well..." I took a deep breath. "Look over there for a minute." What?" Troy gave me a look. "You're getting a free massage here and all you do is complain!" It ain't free if I gotta show. As it did so, the memories of the previous night came rushing back to her. Everything that had happened had been so amazing and filled her with absolute rapture. She had submitted so completely to Mistress when she accepted her collar, but as Penny had offered her as a sacrifice to Mistress's dominance, Sandy had felt something even deeper. She was more than simply a submissive slave to her dominant Mistress, she was a vessel of submission, channeling it and allowing others, even women as.