She gasp at the sudden sound of the key entering the lock.  Had she been asleep?  She felt like it.  Then she winced in pain as the door swung open and the blinding light flooded her crystalline eyes, that even at this distance and with such dim light,  sparkled blue and green just before her lids covered them and she turned away.<br/><br/>After her senses recovered she opened her eyes in time to see her captor lighting the first candle.  She watched her as if memorized.  Slowly the fog of exhausted sleep cleared in her head, and the severity of her situation took hold of her again.<br/><br/>Aside from this, Kerelith could easily see that she had rested.  Though her skin was still milky in tone, it looked a bit healthier, and her eyes brighter, more alert.  She even tugged softly at her wrist and ankles, whehter testing them or stretching stiff muscules, it was hard to tell.<br/><br/>She didn't resist much to the collar as it enveloped her slender neck, already knowing she couldn't do much.  She did grimace as it was tightened, taking a fee gasping breaths since the sensation make her feel like she was being choked.  A little soothing calmed her and she realized she could still breath normally.<br/><br/>She did whine about the blindfold, but could do even less about that as she was robbed of her sight once more.  Pink lips set in a pout that made her small delicate chin stand out like something a sculpter had chisled out of marble.<br/><br/>Embarrassedly, she asked to go to the bathroom.  The urgency in her eyes must have told the succubus that she was now near loosing even that control.<br/><br/>Shamefaced she would relieve herself where told, concious of the eyes of the demoness on her but her body wouldn't allow her modesty any longer.<br/><br/>She had to admit that she was thankful for the bathing.  Though it was cold, she could smell the freshness of the water.  She was happy to have the grime of the last couple days removed.  Somehow she seemed paler omce clean, and almost glowed from the shine of her translucent skin.  She really was flawless.  Not one mark or blemish.  She didn't even appear to have body hair.  She must truely be in her last incarnation, and on the cusp of angelhood at that.<br/><br/>Her hips, though small like the rest of her, had a delicious curve to them that was only made more so by the shapely bubble butt and lovely thighs.  Her waist was nicely defined and she had just the faintest padding of fat on her little belly.  Her breast were impressively proportioned to her small frame, but her lovely to behold.  Perky yet soft,  puffy pink pointed nipples that looked slightly upward.<br/><br/>The young girl had thr body of a dancer or even on the the professional tumblers that frequented the fairs in the spring and fall.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>