Skye Pilot
Star
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Re: A Kitsune for Him (Cont. from old bluemoon)
Monica nodded, sensing a bit of stress, noting that it wasn't something she should bring up. Of course, Monica had been overcome by tantrums herself, breaking things in her room, clawing up the walls, floor, and whatever else she could in her uncommon bouts of frustration and rage. All the pets of the mansion went through it from time to time... be it from how Davis treated them, or just a long build up of day to day tensions. They all needed their stress release, especially in the first few days of enslavement, during the beginning of their servitude towards their new Master.
Flipping through the hangers of clothing and various outfits, taken by the luxury of them all, Monica almost didn't hear her say stop. In fact, she had already flipped to the next outfit... a dark and black number, the tip covering up most anything, though the bottom showed off hips and legs. Monica paged back to the previous outfit, Looking over the sparkling whiteness, along with the ribbons that flowed back and forth across the front, tying it all together. "That isn't really blue..." Monica giggled lightly, even if the skirt had a few blue tinges to it. Regardless, it looked very gorgeous, and just revealing enough, though not too much. "Try it on!" Monica gleefully encouraged, pulling it off the rack, and handed it to her. "You need some shoes to go with it... It's going to be a long day, so I wouldn't recomend high heels..." She informed, wearing a pair of comfortable slippers under her long dress. "Maybe some stalkings too?" the neko casually suggested.
Monica nodded, sensing a bit of stress, noting that it wasn't something she should bring up. Of course, Monica had been overcome by tantrums herself, breaking things in her room, clawing up the walls, floor, and whatever else she could in her uncommon bouts of frustration and rage. All the pets of the mansion went through it from time to time... be it from how Davis treated them, or just a long build up of day to day tensions. They all needed their stress release, especially in the first few days of enslavement, during the beginning of their servitude towards their new Master.
Flipping through the hangers of clothing and various outfits, taken by the luxury of them all, Monica almost didn't hear her say stop. In fact, she had already flipped to the next outfit... a dark and black number, the tip covering up most anything, though the bottom showed off hips and legs. Monica paged back to the previous outfit, Looking over the sparkling whiteness, along with the ribbons that flowed back and forth across the front, tying it all together. "That isn't really blue..." Monica giggled lightly, even if the skirt had a few blue tinges to it. Regardless, it looked very gorgeous, and just revealing enough, though not too much. "Try it on!" Monica gleefully encouraged, pulling it off the rack, and handed it to her. "You need some shoes to go with it... It's going to be a long day, so I wouldn't recomend high heels..." She informed, wearing a pair of comfortable slippers under her long dress. "Maybe some stalkings too?" the neko casually suggested.