“How did a warrior-poet’s son become so bourgeois ?” she tinkled icily, crossing her legs. “Don’t you know the story of Naotalba and the Phantom of Truth “? She watched his face shrewdly and read there what she had expected. Her unseen Hardcore correspondent at the King in Yellow website was correct again; Roman was familiar with the play and understood the reference. Of all people, he understood. Their eyes met. “I have found the Yellow Sign” she breathed. There was a long pause while Roman met her stare for the first time in his life. Sunlight and birdsong streamed through the un-shuttered window. “I am your servant” he announced, with calm deliberation. This time it was Serakh who dropped her gaze to the floor. “They want us to watch a broadcast together” she told him, in a quieter voice than before. “It will be difficult” he began. This was the form of words he always Brunette used when he was unable to grant her wish. She sighed. “They insist that I be with someone,” she persisted “and I have submitted to blowjob the King. I have no choice”. She lifted her face to his, but the usual look of command was absent. He swallowed again and shifted in his seat. His face, always a mask of courteous civility, suddenly became quite blank and soulless. “You must tell me what I have to do” he teen said. Serakh regained her air of effortless superiority in an instant. “You may pour me more champagne” she laughed. Then she ran the tip of her tongue delicately around her lips and rested the tip of her little finger on the famous dimple in her cheek. “And bring the toy”. Roman nodded, struggling to keep his face indian expressionless. She had sent him to the sex shop in the city centre where, with collar turned up and head bowed, he had pushed past the picket line of religious protestors to experience the excruciating embarrassment of purchasing a stainless-steel plug. The memory of that exquisite humiliation brought a flush to his smooth cheek. " E' permesso ?" he enquired on his return. “ Avanti ”. Serakh had moved to the bed in his absence and had set her laptop computer up against the satin-covered headboard. He blinked at the sight of her nude body on knees and elbows before the keyboard, back arched and thighs parted. “Am - am I to wear this now?” he asked, unable to keep a note of eager anticipation from his voice. She turned an almost pitying glance over her creamy-white shoulder. Glancing at the screen Michelle smiled and said, “If you notice there is a small red circle in the corner of the room and the veranda, if you face those then your face will be concealed from the cameras.” Deanne’s head was now spinning at the thought of not only performing in public but at the same time perhaps her potential cleaner would be viewing the screen. Let’s get some sun.” Some rooms had orgies while some were small groups and a few couples. 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