Your room is still the way you left it, with various gifts and jewelry and letters of love and marriage proposals stacked in corners and on dressers. You have enough shinies just laying around to pay for rent and food and not needing to work for days at end. Still, they are shiny to look at, with most of the marriage proposals left unopened, as you've been finding yourself harder and harder time of being able to even read.<br/><br/>Over what seems like an hour or so, the blue bunny comes barging through your door, not even bothering to knock, all smiles and giggles and blushing from finally completing her mission! And not just carrying some food, but lugging a dolly behind her, with 3 large boxes stacked up top of each other. She drags that next to you, as you get hit right in the face with the smell of sex and debauchery coming off of her. Which is to be expected, since her face, chest, and crotch are covered in dried cum. Not at all seeming to mind that she got gang raped several times, or walking about like that.<br/><br/><strong>"Mistress! I'm so happy that you waiting for my arrival! It took me longer to get food Mistress, since I forgot to bring any money with me! Hee hee! So I had to do some favors and other kinky things to get the food. And oh yes! I got your mail as well Mistress, the front desk girl was so pleased to get rid of it, since it was taking up soooo much room!"</strong><br/><br/>The first top most box is the food, as she sets it down on the table and spreads it out for you to sample and enjoy. The second large box is full of letters, as she just dumps them all onto the ground and forgets about them. The third box is more gifts, and being a curious and stupid bunnygirl, she goes about opening your mail for you. Gasping and oohing and blushing at all of the shinies in various packages, with rings and necklaces and tiaras and other gem studded jewelry that men just keep giving you without pause.<br/><br/>One piece does stand out for you, a Elysium collar set with huge rubies and woven with gold and mithril strands. Sarah being just as transfixed as you are, shaking a little as she holds it up to the light for the both of you to oogle at. With Sarah trying and failing to find a latch to the solid circular band, wanting to so desperately put it around her own neck!