Berenice smiles. “Oh don’t worry, I’m a woman of my word.”<br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="font-style: italic"><span style="color: #4000BF">Your orders must stand.</span></span></span><br/>A demented voice echoes through Berenice’s consciousness, as her voice goes monotone, emotion draining from her face. “My orders must... NO!” She shakes her head and blinks her eyes, immediately returning to her normal self. “Anyway, let’s get on with this.” Berenice places David down in front of her, and sits down with a thud. She opens her legs, and reaches down with her hand to spread her lips, presenting her moist pussy to him. Each of her legs are nearly as long as a human’s entire body, and fairly muscular for a woman – she could possibly crush him if she so desired.