<div class="floatright">   <em><sup><em>Reminder:<br/>   Click images to enlarge</em></sup><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/Pc3elQC.jpg)<br/><br/>(http://i.imgur.com/UUZM6um.jpg)</em></div><br/>Tamilla only had one moment when she was dressing where she had to consider her options.  The lovely garter belt had a matching sent of high cut lace panties.  But she had a problem when she went to don them.  Pulling them up after donning her garter belt, she might have been a peasant girl but she was no moron, every woman knew that panties always went on AFTER a garter and stockings.  It was a sign of ignorance and low borne class to try to put on panties then a garter belt, and while Tamilla may have been born to farmers, even she knew that much.  But as the lace garment settled around her sex, she doubled over, her breath coming rapidly, her body instantly aroused, her erogenous zones across her body aflame, but worst of all was that feeling inside her sex, that hot cum that still filled her!  It pulsed, throbbed, made her pussy so wet with need and desire.  It felt as good as right after Master Fritz had pulled out of her, that instant she'd felt the fabric slap to her hairless sex.   Fighting off the overwhelming feelings of pleasure she pulled the panties back down and immediately the spell effect ended.  Of course the arousal took a little while to trail off as she panted as if she'd just gotten deep dicked and creampied.  It must have something to do with the magic spell and the maebari that was currently glued onto her pussy.  Now that was odd, how did she know that the strip of fabric sealing her cunny shut was called a maebari?  She couldn't recall.<br/><br/>Shrugging she continued dressing, careful not to touch the maebari, finding that any time she touched it even for a moment the feelings began to come back and rather rapidly.  She realized that it must be to prevent her from removing it, thus the master could ensure that his inhumanly copious amounts of spunk stayed inside her as long as possible.  The spell might end at some point, or maybe not until he removed it, or possibly until she finally worked up the nerve to remove it herself.  Tamilla wasn't sure.  Then again, Master Fritz had promised her that she could have her own personal hand maid, maybe if someone else removed it?  She thought for a moment, a maid would be lovely wouldn't it?  Why had she resisted so much in the past?  She continued getting dressed as she thought about it.  Something about the master fucking all of the maids?  She hadn't wanted one of those sluts trying to take her place?<br/><br/>Then she suddenly realized as she looked in the mirror, fanning her pretty face.  That's right, she wasn't Tamilla, she was Arisa.  These memories were so hard to seperate at times.  She had to try to remember that she was Arisa, noble paladin, not Tamilla cuckqueened wife of master Fritz.<em> "...I should find out what my husband is up to,"</em>Arisa mused aloud, tapping her fan against her lips!<em> "After all...That jewel he's purchased - The spell he plans...He must have something devious in mind..."</em><br/><br/>She left her chambers, trying to decide where to go next.  Tamilla's memories held the layout of the house.  All but what lay in the attic.  The pull down ladder that was in the master bedroom was strictly off limits for everyone save the master.  He'd let her know in no uncertain terms that if she even attempted to go up into the attic, she would vanish and never be heard from again.  Of course when he'd said that, before the marriage, she'd thought it had been a joke.  But in the two weeks that she'd been living here since the wedding, he'd repeated that several times, each time with dead seriousness.  She knew... no...Tamilla knew that he was being quite frank about the attic being off limits to her.  Even Arisa felt a thread of fear at the very thought of trying to disobey that command.<br/><br/>Still, her husband was likely in his study or possibly the trophy room.  She could go seek him out, though she knew doing so would mean he'd likely expect her to take his cock again.  Maybe she should use this time to explore the house a little more?  She already had several times...no...Tamilla had.  Arisa shook her head slightly and made up her mind on her next stop.