Honey_B
Weaver of Dreams
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- May 21, 2001
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Amanda
“Mistress”
For Amanda, the word seemed to hang in the air like a sultry perfume. She enjoyed her little victory over Jezebel for a few moments, then bent low so that her lips almost touched the redhead’s ear.
“So close, Jezebel. After all the torment you endured and you spoke when it was nearly over.”
Amanda brushed Jezebel’s cheek with a light kiss and then set about removing the ropes that bound the girl’s arms. As she untied each wrist, Amanda gently rubbed the skin she had just revealed. Only when she had the girl untied, did Amanda remove the blindfold.
“Don’t worry, my dear. You’ll have another chance to get a bracelet from me. You are quite extraordinary, Jezebel. Your master should be very proud.”
“Mistress”
For Amanda, the word seemed to hang in the air like a sultry perfume. She enjoyed her little victory over Jezebel for a few moments, then bent low so that her lips almost touched the redhead’s ear.
“So close, Jezebel. After all the torment you endured and you spoke when it was nearly over.”
Amanda brushed Jezebel’s cheek with a light kiss and then set about removing the ropes that bound the girl’s arms. As she untied each wrist, Amanda gently rubbed the skin she had just revealed. Only when she had the girl untied, did Amanda remove the blindfold.
“Don’t worry, my dear. You’ll have another chance to get a bracelet from me. You are quite extraordinary, Jezebel. Your master should be very proud.”