Micheal smiles down at Fatima, his hand sliding lower. "mmm, shaved. I love that" His fingers caress over the shaved mound, finding the clit. "Tell me what you want. I am yours to command"<br/><br/>Lita shivers and yelps as the man roughly squeezes her breasts. Her breath catches at the sudden pain and she stumbles back, flushed slightly.<br/>Silently, almost scared to talk, she kneels next to the fireplace. Soon a roaring fire is built, warming the large dungeon. Lita remains kneeling, letting the customer tell her what to do<br/>