<em>Miss Indigo - Erica Adamsson - in the dungeon room</em><br/><br/>Indigo blushed involuntarily as Dark dragged her to the exam table and started strapping her down. She had been on that table several times already, with various clients, yet she still felt a feeling of shame somewhere deep inside when she submitted to a man to that extent. Yet it aroused her immensely as well. She breathed heavily as Dark circled her like a predator would its prey. Which is exactly what she felt like right now as her eyes followed his form as he moved around her.<br/><br/>He briefly moved out of her sight and returned with something in his hand. It took her a moment to recognize it as the glass full of ice he had brought up with him. A noticeable shiver went through her body when the glass was placed on her collarbone.<strong>“Oh!”</strong>She yelped. As he moved it around slowly, she only moaned as the cold glass teased her skin, moving along her shoulders, down her neck and finally lingering below her breasts… She felt a feverish sensation in her entire upper body by the time he was done and her eyes matched the sensation.<br/><br/>She moaned even louder when one cold finger started exploring her inner thigh. She subconsciously licked her lips as his finger teased the length of her slit and she wanted but failed to move her legs around in desire as they were held immobile by the straps.<br/><br/>She didn’t pause for more than a breath when he made his demand.<strong>“<em>Please</em> Master… give me… your cock… I want it… I need it… this slut begs to be fucked hard, master…” </strong>She near purred like a cat after that admission and closed her eyes to focus on the sensations he was causing all over her body.<br/>