“Thank you, Mistress.” Astrid replied, staring fixedly ahead, not seeming to see the reflection staring back. We were in the preparation room, and the rumble of the stands above us was growing louder with each passing minute. It wouldn’t be long until it was that familiar roar, but it didn’t excite me like it should have. All of Drastin would see my champion crowned today, yet I didn’t really care. “The way these straps hug your ass,” Sister Julia said pantyhose covetously as she squeezed Astrid’s exposed cheeks, “Good Mother, Astrid, it makes me want to push my face in it.” Something about the way Sister Julia treated Astrid bothered me. Like Astrid was a possession that could be turned on at her leisure. Of course, Astrid was visibly aroused by Sister Julia’s touch, but that wasn’t the point. Astrid was a champion, a celebrity, a warrior of the highest renowned; she deserved respect. Holy shit, what is wrong with me? “Sister Julia, could you leave us?” I asked her, “I need a minute alone with my champion.” “I can leave…” Sister Julia pouted her lips, “…if you give me a taste first.” “Never again, Sister.” I said, but not with the playfulness I had before. I meant it, but Sister Julia seemed to think we were still playing the game. Anger flashed across her face, then she reassembled her smile. “I’ll go see if Death Kiss needs any… assistance.” Sister Julia giggled Lesbian with a wink, then left, her steps exaggerated in their confidence. Holy shit, what is wrong with her? But I knew the answers to both questions. “Do you like it?” I asked Astrid. “Yes, Mistress.” Astrid said softly. I walked around her, reaching compulsively to squeeze her leather-strapped ass, then pulling my hand away. “Are you ready?” I asked. I was sure I should be saying inspiring words, but I couldn’t find them. “Yes, Mistress.” Astrid said again. The rumble of The Pit became a steady growl, and I could see the light beginning to burn behind Astrid’s eyes. “Does it excite you?” I asked her. “More.” Astrid breathed, “Words don’t describe what I’m feeling, Mistress.” Astrid’s knuckles cracked into fists, “It’s like life, elevated. It’s better than the greatest ecstasy, it’s japanese more exhilarating than flying through a hurricane, it’s...” Astrid looked down at me, her eyes shining, “Thank you, Mistress. Thank you for this moment.” Why would you ever thank me, Astrid Skyborne? I’ve destroyed you. “You’re welcome.” I mumbled. Astrid looked inquisitively at me, and I had to forcibly keep myself from cringing away. I knew Corruption was probably writhing inside me, and I knew if I didn’t have my melds in, Astrid would’ve seen the change. I didn’t know why I didn’t just show her. Because Willowbud is a coward, and you are becoming Willowbud. A moan of pleasure escaped her and he put his mouth to her ear. “Damn, I’ve heard about this cunt. Anna said. How did she resist me? She shouldn’t have been able to… With only 10 yrs between you two I thought this might happen or at least an infatuation on her side.” I'll want to talk to you at some time too about how careful you'll have to be around Mom and Grandma.” Wow is she happy for this to continue? I went to them, as I said, younger than I like, but it gets Donna hot. She smiles her big come fuck me smile, which I think I will take her up on later. Brie nearly lost her japanese pantyhose grip on it. “Wha—you’re, you’re what? Everything she did to my pussy fed that growing pressure into the core of my femininity. She freed her hand and tugged the tiny panties down a fraction. Before jumping in the shower Lesbian I strip naked and smooth hair removal cream around my crotch, not forgetting the stragglers round my bumhole. "Why do you keep flirting with them?"