<span style="color: #FF0000"><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Deanna Planckard</span><br/>Doc</div></span><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/cf4f88a7-5914-46da-ad6e-12ec40e1b0fb_zpscd5280b6.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Deanna had no idea what happened to her. Did she talk herself into trouble again? She felt Sintrina's hand running down her legs and then undoing the restraints. As much as Deanna was happy that she got rid of those, she didn't even try to move her legs. It could all be a trap, it surely was one.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"My, my. You certainly know how to flatter. Deanna, here is what I want from you--I want you to do as you please. This is no trick, I promise you....and I always keep my promises. You know that...."</span><br/><br/>Deanna felt her hands gets untied, but it could all be some trick. Yes, Sintrina kept her promises, usually. But normally it meant that she promised someone would die. So Deanna was still wary and frightened. She had made so many faults today.... <br/><br/><span style="color: #80BF00">„Deanna, come now...you said you wanted to please me, said that it would make you happy. If that is the case, then do it. I promise no retribution for showing me a good time...as much as I like control, sometimes, my dear---I enjoy a little bit of domination myself. I get tired being the one calling all the shots. Sometimes I like to see what my good little, loyal subjects come up with...“</span><br/><br/>Only when Sintrina gave her a deep kiss she started to believe that it was true. She was indeed free and she would be the one to play with the Queen. Oh dammit, with her luck today she would just cross some borders again.<br/><br/><span style="color: #80FF00">"You're a brilliant woman...I'm sure your imagination will come up with something just delightful..."</span><br/><br/>Deanna swallowed hard. Now that was a challenge...how to please your Queen in a way, that left her completely satisfied. She was so deep in thought that she had missed Sintrina's hands going for her clamped nipples, but the sensations made her jump and immediately wet again. Oh, damn. What else may the Queen have in her drawer...<br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„I have to check the inventory....one second, my Queen.“</span><br/><br/>Deanna got off the bed and walked over to the drawer Sintrina had opened earlier. She nearly toppled over when she saw the full sortiment there. My, the Queen seemed to have some exquisite taste. From soft to rough, everything was in there. And as much as Deanna would have liked to give the Queen some of her medicine, she felt it a little bit too dangerous to tie her down and whip her. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„My, have you used that all, my Queen? That's quite the collection in here...“</span><br/><br/>Deanna grabbed some of the more harmless things, placing them on the bed, before she crawled up again. But one thing the Queen would get too. Deanna took two nipple clamps and after she kissed and sucked the nipples of the Queen hard and protruding, she placed them on her. <br/><br/><span style="color: #FF8000">„I lack the courage to restrain you as you made very clear that you are the Queen earlier and that I am nothing. But a little bit of pain must be allowed, don't you think.“</span> <br/><br/>Deanna gave Sintrina a deep kiss and then her finger flicked against the clamped nipple. She could feel the Queen jump under her body. Now, it looked like the game was more levelled now.</div>