Daniella rose from trance just enough to explore the boots, looking for an opening -- and she found a zipper on the left boot. She set the right boot back down in the suitcase, unzipped the left one, and using the suitcase to balance, raised her left leg -- awkwardly -- and slipped on the boot. She zipped it closed, somehow hearing a huge, rusty padlock in her head instead of a zipper. Then she set her foot down, retrieved the right boot, and put it on."Good girl," Mistress smiled. "Now, the last thing in the suitcase. Pick up your purse."The rubber-covered slave reached over, and picked up the tiny clutch purse. Also of leather, with sharp little metal studs all over it. She had long since stopped thinking. Stopped anticipating. Daniella stood, shoulders slightly drooped, hands at her sides, her mind completely empty, awaiting Mistress' next command."Mmmmm, don't you look delicious?" MzDominica teased. "You are my horny little rubber slave. Say it!"Daniella responded immediately. "I. Since we were on the couch at the moment I just put my arm over my shoulder at which point she released a big sigh and rested her head on my chest. Being a rather busty woman I could easily feel her left breast resting heavily on my abdomen, which I tried to get out of my mind because I really didn't have any agenda. Resting my hand on her back, we stayed like that for several minutes until she looked up at me with a rather emotionless face, locked eyes, and we both knew what was going to happen. I slid my hand up to the base of her hair while she moved in for a long passionate kiss. I knew it was building up in her for a long time because when our lips released she lot out a long sigh and a smile. Without realizing it she had planted her hand on my chest, looked down at it, back up at me and eased herself against me while at the same time meeting lips again, laying herself ontop of me with my arms now around her and those beautiful breasts now firmly pressed between us. After we.
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