(http://i279.photobucket.com/albums/kk137/HaibaneR/Monaco/Characters/Avatars/MizukiAvatar.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 18pt;">Mizuki Adam</span></span><br/><strong>Location:</strong>Monaco City - Italian/French Restraurant "Adagio"<br/><strong>With:</strong>Ryuuji Adam, Phillipe Creaux and Ietje Van Leeuwen<br/><br/>Mizuki was feeling torn between frustration and arousal as she felt the toy inside her moved rather softly just enough to keep her excitement going without over stimulating her, something that she 100% sure was on purpose courtesy of her master. Still, she knew better than to ask him to lower the frequency or take it higher so she could cum, her training which had been drilled into her had taught her 1 master rule between Master and Slave... of in her case, Master and pet: Never EVER speak without being asked first. It was due to that knowledge that she was forced to content herself to enduring the sensation by tightening her tights together.<br/><br/>When an older man approached the two, she immediately recognize the man as one of her master's close friend yet said nothing. Instead, she merely gave the man a demure glance to show that she was aware of his presence without being overly bold. What interest her more than the man itself though, was the beautiful female that he brought with him. Despite the woman's professional looking, she recognize some developed muscle on her body especially on the hand and feet which reminded her of her own feature. However, something was off of them enough for her to recognize that the woman probably had some specialized training that utilize those muscles in different way than herself.<br/><br/>Finally, Mizuki recognized that the woman seem to be acting a bit strangely and immediately looked to see her face to confirm her suspicion. At the woman's slightly flushed face, she immediately understood what was happening. She was sure that somewhere she couldn't see in the woman's body, a toy was stuck at some VERY delicate place and most likely programmed in similar setting to hers. She offered the woman a small rueful smile as if sending an unspoken message to a kindred spirit,<em>'I know how you feel, girl. This is really uncomfortable....'</em>