Victoria stepped out of the limo, her slinky sapphire blue outfit caught the attention of even the most jaded of the club's patrons. Many eyes traveled up her willowy frame, starting at the dark blue ankle high leather boots with twelve inch stiletto heels. Her slender legs were barely covered by a skirt that was little more than a long loincloth, with a split up the sides that ran to a thin sting of blue gems that hugged the outline of her hips. Her gently curving belly was bare, her smooth pale skin shone like moonlight, whilst her clothing seemed as dark as the nights sky. Her shirt hung loose just below the gentle swell of her breasts, the collar plunges down to met there in a loose v, the almost see through fabric barely covering her breasts. Long sapphire lace sleeves cover her slender arms down to wrap around her tiny hand which holds, the bright red leather handle of a leash. Before anyone could catch a glimpse of her face it disappeared behind her long hair, dark as a raven's feather, as she turned to look back into the limo. She began to tug on the leash as if she was coaxing some kind of pet to follow her.<br/>