<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: courier;">When He threw her, she bounced neatly against the floor, but did not move herself without His leave. So when He followed her, His giant form blocking out any light above them, she felt a length of satisfaction uncoil itself in her belly and diffuse warmth into her muscles. <br/><br/>Catherine arched her back, breasts spilling up and out of the top of her dress, her nipples catching on the red fabric before being exposed to the cold air.<br/><br/>"Master, do what you will with this servant of yours," her voice was a breathy murmur, even as she stretched the length of her body out under his. "I live to serve You."<br/><br/></span>