"Ah, no questions, good," GoodFellow replied.<br/><br/>But Tristan had listened. Twice she denied what she was deep inside. A random thought came to him briefly. Twice before the cock crows you'll deny me. It brushed it aside and kept walking quietly.<br/><br/>There were things he would have to include in her schedule. Definitely nipple clamps. He wasn't sure about piercing her yet. There was plenty of time. Besides he had not had a look at her pussy yet. She might be just the type to wear labia rings. Maybe her shaved mound would look delicious with a tattoo. Although he was more inclined to thing of her breasts at the proper place for the tresklion.<br/><br/>His own mandala on her body. She had the features to carry it off. The grace and with a few trips to the gym there was plenty of opportunity to increase balance and coordination.<br/><br/>But for not it was the dorm and her room. He glance up from his musing and grinned. Yes they were almost there.<br/><br/>"Here we are," He said loud enough for her to hear.<br/><br/>