<b>RE: The Doll House |~| Lady Arachnia, Littlemoth, Seductive Kitsune|~|</b><br/><br/>When her Mistress finally came, Gracely jerked her head back and took a deep breath, gasping almost desperately. Her juices dripped down Gracely's chin and with the fabric in her mouth trapping her tongue, she fails to be able to lick. Lifting her hand, she wiped the juices off on her hand and just rested there with her Mistress' hand in her hair, holding Gracely to her thigh.<br/><br/>When at last they came to a stop, Gracely felt a bit of lead fall into her gut. A long walk ahead.. with those things inside of her. It was torture. Every step sent both pain and pleasure through her body. Her cunt was slick and coating the thong, her thighs. She staggered more than once as they came through the nicer part of town. But just because it was nice didn't mean that her bare feet did not end up blackened when they finally arrived from the miscellaneous street filth. Gracely wanted nothing more than to sink onto the grass, fuck herself with the damned toys until she came, and then sleep for a week. However, she would not be granted such. Handed a blunt knife, she gripped the handle firmly and glanced at the woman. Her gaze lingered for a long moment, longer than she should have before she turned to the crate. Of course, stabbing was not the only option. She could have tried to pry the shackle from her thigh. But she didn't. With a soft sigh, she slipped the knife into the crack of the roof of the crate and began to pry.<br/><br/>It took a fair amount of time, but she was finally able to loosen the last nail. By then, Gracely's skin was covered in a slight sheen of sweat. With one last good heave, she pushed the roof of the Crate off and it landed with a thud on the grass.