RedHairedandFriendly
Too much red on Red?
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Jezebel noticed another new face, and while he stood quietly examining the room, she took a brief chance to examine him. She had the sudden urge to ask him, “Hey Tex, where’d you park your horse?” but she didn’t, instead chastising herself for even giving the gentleman attention that he’d not yet earned.
She didn’t know if he was there to play slave or Master, but she did know she was not comfortable with someone just watching. To her it was an invasion of ones privacy and choice of lifestyle, not something to just sit back and judge. Jezebel’s attention moved back to the Amanda’s feet. She was in charge for the evening and Jezebel had to assume that she knew best.
When she heard the lovely woman ask her to go and get a pair of earplugs, she quickly did as she was told, doing her best to ignore the newcomer, as well as the sounds of pleasure coming from Master Avis’s temporary toy. Only the name temporary cooled Jezebel’s jealous streak. She knew who had collared her. She found the plugs and held them firmly in a small fist as she made her way back to her Mistress, sparing a quick glance in both directions to see the Steven’s slave receive a slap and the Texas Ranger still absorbing the scene around him.
“The plugs, Mistress.” she whispered, extending her fist to Amanda, turning her wrist and then opening her long fingers.
She didn’t know if he was there to play slave or Master, but she did know she was not comfortable with someone just watching. To her it was an invasion of ones privacy and choice of lifestyle, not something to just sit back and judge. Jezebel’s attention moved back to the Amanda’s feet. She was in charge for the evening and Jezebel had to assume that she knew best.
When she heard the lovely woman ask her to go and get a pair of earplugs, she quickly did as she was told, doing her best to ignore the newcomer, as well as the sounds of pleasure coming from Master Avis’s temporary toy. Only the name temporary cooled Jezebel’s jealous streak. She knew who had collared her. She found the plugs and held them firmly in a small fist as she made her way back to her Mistress, sparing a quick glance in both directions to see the Steven’s slave receive a slap and the Texas Ranger still absorbing the scene around him.
“The plugs, Mistress.” she whispered, extending her fist to Amanda, turning her wrist and then opening her long fingers.
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