mary.elmwood
Star
- Joined
- May 17, 2014
Mary turned as Lance was standing in the doorway in a tux. She refused to like the look and quickly took the towel off, rushed a brush they her hair with detangling spray. She let herself air dry her body as she blow dried her hair and the other slave put her make up on. After her hair was dry she put it in a braid while other slave put the finishing touches on her make up. She dawned the dress and went over to Lance who was still standing in the door frame. Her eyes shadow was silver with hints of blue, her lashes had been done too.
She looked like a proper lady, not a Slave.
She looked like a proper lady, not a Slave.