“Yes,” I whispered, biting my lip with want, “she is the Earth Former.” “Bullshit.” Master said, pulling her tongue away. “It’s true!” I exclaimed in almost a sob, trying to keep quiet like Master said while my desperation sung through my words, “Mistress brought down a hillside, she formed a statue of me from nothing, she ripped the bedrock from beneath the sand, and she re-forged the blade of Iona! Please, Master; please touch me!” “Holy shit, you’re not lying.” Master whispered, her voice small and fearful. “No!” I hissed, trying to remind Master of what I japan had to offer by teacher driving my hips forward, “Valkyries cannot speak untruths! I would never lie to you! Please touch me!” Master split my slit with forked fingers, and watched as a mixture of seed and nectar flowed freely from my reddened, swollen petals. She crinkled her nose as though it teen disgusted her, and then tested the concoction with a tentative lick. Her eyes widened, and she licked me again, and again, and again. Soon, her lips were wrapping around my petals, her dilated eyes were rolling into her head, and she was humming a whorish tone as her tongue wriggled wonderfully through my depths. I moaned with her, savoring every little motion of her mouth, gasping as she sucked of my folds, and hissing air through clenched teeth as her tongue caressed every vulnerable spot. She swallowed continuously, as though she were drinking from a fountain, and then she pulled away, her pupils shrinking and her eyes refocusing. “Holy fuck,” Master said, licking her lips, “cum is like crack to Justina’s body.” “I have more!” I said, smiling adoringly and spreading my asshole for her, “Please, take all that you can!” “Tell me about Corruption.” Master said, sliding her tongue down my taint and reentering my gaping rim. “She’s an astral being, a Sentient-” “I know what she is,” Master interrupted, “tell me about her and Willowbud. In fact, tell me everything about Willowbud.” I started from the beginning, telling Master about how I first met Mistress, how I’d made love to her, how she’d been so kind and humble. Then I told her about Corruption, how Mistress had saved me from her, how Mistress had lost her battle with the Sentient, and how I’d pledged my life to saving Mistress from Corruption. All the while, Master watched me with her pale blue eyes and ate from my holes, licking every drop of man left within me. “Astrid,” Master finally said, slithering her tongue from my asshole, “I think I might be able to help you with Corruption. I’m saying this to you now, so that once I release you from my-” “No!” I exclaimed, “Please don’t let me go!” “No more fucking talking!” Master hissed, looking nervously at the bar. She turned her eyes back on me asian when she confirmed they hadn’t noticed my outburst, “I’m saying this to you now, so that once I release you, you don’t try to break my neck. We’re on the same side. I can’t tell you why, but just know, we’re on the same side.” Master studied me with a discerning glare, and then said, “I release you from my service.” Rationality found purchase in my mind as the unquenchable arousal drifted from me. I felt exhausted, completely drained, and I fell back onto my elbows and stared weakly at the blue-eyed Not-Justina. “What are you?” I whispered fearfully, “And why should I trust you?” “My name’s Angela,” Angela replied, resting her chin on my pelvis, “and letting you go should be enough for you to trust me.” “It’s not,” I said, “you couldn’t keep student me as a slave for long before Mistress noticed; you had to let me go.” “I could have made you kill yourself,” Angela replied, “Willowbud would’ve believed me if I told her you cracked. All those precious oaths you’ve broken…” “What was that?” Brandon asked, his calloused hand running softly through my white hair. She is standing very confidently with her legs apart, naked except for high heels, a crotch-less almost non-existent g-string and her favourite perfume with her hands on her hips. “I’m pushing hard!” As Bill made the last comments, Bob came up behind me and undid my bra. Doing asian things my way was so much better than being that pathetic, submissive creature I used to be. She smiled as she spoke. Maybe he japan was just there for the WiFi? Now my head hurt. What was not normal is that this beautiful shapely bride and I had student an amoral sexual history and I was reminiscing as I took pictures. Cute, but meaningless. In a mesmerizing voice he said, "Come here Jada and tell me what you want," he reached for her and took her hand then simply picked her up and sat her on his lap. I clutched my belly, not sure what I should be doing. I may not have quite the past of you or Dick, but I joined teacher your team after my acquittal for one reason only: to help you protect Gotham. Mel teen then went in and showered as Marie sat on our bed, finishing her last drink. Mom exited the room, and went to wake up Katie, Sam’s older sister by 1 year. "No!" She/I wailed, "Not again!" CHAPTER VII