back Master
After having been gone for more than two weeks, He returnsOpening the windows to air the place but hitting the AC thermostat so it kicks in
she would like whatever You wish to have on them!
"Hello, Kitty."Smiles and comes over to hug you warmly.
Delivers the latest Paper for Guests
Thank you my pet….Slapping your face, then petting your hair
"RT is going to claim me. Be well, beauties!"kisses to A/all..........l/p
Last one coming for now. If you like them, i'll put them in ours and then send to veronica. Is there anything special you would like when placing a name on them?
Whimpering and arching up as you stretched my nipple lifting my heavy tit by the nipple as the groans from my lips echod through the room.. howling and trembling as you suddenly yanked my tit and nipple down sharply it felt like you were going to tear my nipple from my tit as i howled sharply in pain the blood rushing back into my nipple as your fingers snapped off the tender nub, just as i was about to catch my breath your fingers shifted to the other nipple twisting tugging it as those howls once again filled the room leaving my shifting helpless on my knees before you
Seeing s Seven the slave purrs
whimpering
she's going - i'm going --
*she nodded slowly as He has been busy non-stop for awhile now**sneaking a glance toward the shoebox to get a peek at the photos inside*
Harbor
The bystander effect is always in play in Night City. Even after a small explosive goes off, so long as it doesn't impact the bigger moving pieces, nobody comes over to check on it. He doesn't even think NCPD's been called over it. His trousers feel wet. That's blood. His shirt feels wet. That's blood too. He tries to take a full breath in, but it's not easy. He focuses on his biomonitor read out. Vitals? He's seen worse in triage. The number of perforations is concerning.Can he make Seven minutes for the evac?
His elbows scrape against the ground to lift himself, and the pain, which he's thankful for, gives him a reminder that he's not in shock. Blood is flowing out of him, but in these moments the details make the difference. He breathes and looks down. His right arm is fine, though there is black metal showing from scraped away layers of faux skin. He uses that to press down on his abdomen where he sees most of the bleeding. His biomonitor notes the perforations. He sees it's mostly wood. The crate was what created fragmentation.
Licking the bottom of the toe
Then licking the ball of the foot spotless
Working the arch of the foot now Your feet are clean
A lil wet though i take my hair and dry them offThen i settle at Your feet
Watching the room
Hello Seven, welcome
Smiling Your way
glutes flexing wildly
a thick dribble coating your tongue
as i struggle arched and straining
I have two more. I've been stashing them away since you created your music room, but life as hectic as it's been, I had not had time to share them.
Looks in and smiles."Hello, lovelies."
Wrapping my free arm around you
Kissing your forehead as you lean into me