Hangars, The Little Miss Chaos flushed. Her coronary heart leapt, and she found out she became quick of breath. She had just completed getting prepared for the house of worship.

This became the first time that she had long past to the house of worship with Magick, and he or she had been a little amazed while he had requested her. They had now not been going regular very lengthy, but their Magick stood at her door, dangling a couple of bright nickel handcuffs from his finger teasingly. “Magick, I know that I misplaced the bet, however now?” she begged. Magick strolled into her apartment. He took her by way of using the neck gently and gave her a smooth kiss at the mouth. “Now, you were aware of what turned into a stake whilst you made the bet. The Hangars lost, and the bet became that the loser spends the day as a slave, and nowadays is your day. My, your positive look nice!” Magick stood back to admire his girlfriend. “Thank you,” she stammered, however, she became incapable to take her eyes off the handcuffs.

She did look nice. Her long brown hair became carefully curled, and her make-up nicely prompts her mild blue eyes. She had selected to put on a tender orange chiffon shirt with sheer sleeves, and a slender black leather skirt that came to mid-calf length with a slit up beyond her knees. Her hose become seamed, and punctiliously targeted along with the returned of her shapely calves, and she wore patent high heeled pumps. A more sexy touch become the velvet black ribbon that she had tied about her slim throat.

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