The leather clad predator cotninued to softly stroke the mirror for a time, crooning at her reflection as if it was another entity entirely.  She leaned forward, brushing her mask against the cool surface nuzzling it.  “So pretty...”  She told herself, as she shivered as her bare breasts rubbed against the cold glass.  “You’ll get what you want soon enough my sweet.”   Came that soft silken voice one more time.<br/><br/>Now, every hint of modesty was easily tossed to the way side.  Elizabeth, smiled softly as she turned on her heels and headed down the hall.  She walked with the self assured heel toe step that caused her perky little swell of an ass to shift this way and that, and those small breasts of her’s bounced ever so slightly.  Before long she was in the kitchen and laid eyes on the lady of the house, she smiled again, though with her face completely hidden she was impossible to read.<br/><br/>“Excuse me, where do you keep the glasses.” Her voice was a bit muffled thanks to the mask. She realized it was a dumb question but why push a dangerous woman to far, it was her house after all it was unlikely that she wanted Beth to go snooping around.