<div class="floatleft">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/angel1-1.jpg)   <br/><div align="center"><em><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 14pt;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;">Muriel - Unknown</span></span></em></div></div>Muriel let her lovely pet move away for just a moment, giving a momentary interlude while she ran her tongue down between her ass, the tip prodding at the tautness of her anus before moving back up.  A grip like iron forced the sparrow back into position and she resumed her merciless licking, pulling harder on Julie-Anna's body.<br/><br/>The collar dug deeper, the edge of the metal sure to leave a distinctive, bruised ring around her neck.  It was an intoxicating combination: the shivering thrill of cruelty towards something so evil, the ecstasy of pleasuring a girl so beautifully dark, the feel of raw passion that she'd gone without for so long.  For a moment - for a very long moment, as Julie-Anna turned crimson and her eyes started to glaze over - Muriel considered not letting go.  This would be such a wonderful thing to share, to let the girl's spirit free...but in the end, Muriel was too greedy.  She wanted more, and she wasn't ready to give up her new toy yet.<br/><br/>With a slight pressure, the sparrow was edged back toward the wall.  She was naked, sweating and matted with dust, and Muriel stared in rapture.  "More.  You'll give me more, whenever I want it."  Her voice bordered between a petulant child and a desperate lover.