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desertdancer -> RE: HELP! (not made up!) (2/6/2007 10:34:47 AM)
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ORIGINAL: LaTigresse
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ORIGINAL: twicehappy
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ORIGINAL: badpaliden
OOps !!! Better call in the Mike force of Leather Lassis to counter the lesbian attack! [:-]
I was thinking we need to assign LaTigresse to HQ asap so she can Domme them into order!
After they are captured she can use them to pick apples and make applesauce.
Dadadadaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
As I fly in with cape billowing........"did someone call?"
.... "Did someone call?" LaTigress's warm yet purring voice called though a door barely on it's hinges, she knocked gingerly, to afraid it would crash inwards otherwise. Her dark eyes sparkling with laughter in the low kentucky evening light
"Oh silly me" She thought to herself as she realized all the inhabints inside were mute and possibly dumb. "They can't hear you silly." She muttered under her breath as she turned the rusted handle and pushed the door open. Her nose wrinkling at the slightly musty scent of old litter boxes, unwashed bodies and trash that had not been emptied in days greeted her tender senses, she quietly steped into the hallway. Latigress ran soft finger tips down her cloak, soothing it closer to her body as to not dirty it, she let her eyes become adjusted to the low light, and watched the dust particals float through the air.
"I'm here, my pets. Super Dommie is here to save the day" She called out. Her head tilting to the side, she let her ears perk as she thought she heard something. "What is that?" She thought as she took another step into the house.
Her eyes squinting in concentration, she keened her senses home, listening to what could only be a tap, tap tapping.
"Is anyone home?" She called out, only to be responded to by four solid taping sounds.
"Oh yes." She thought, that makles sense as they only tap yes and no's.
Shrugging her slight yet curvy shoulders, she calmly walked the rest of the way into the house, ignoring the damp moldy feeling, she made her way into the kitchen only to be greeted with a sink full of dirty dishes, a counter that hadden't been wiped down in hell knew how long, and the scuttering of bugs that she didnt want a closer look to identify.
"Hmmm..." LaTigress thought at the empty kitchen. Her voicewarm yet loud she called out. "You can come out, no need to hide, I am here to help you."
Taking a step forward LaTigress froze, completely still as her booted foot hit something soft, yet wet, almost making her slid on the floor, she peered down her lithe leg, only to have her nose wrinkle up in distress. "What on earth?! Is that?.... Nooo-ooo it can't be a huge hairball?" Fighting the erge to vomit, Latigress remembered that the poor slaves had had their tongues replaced with feline tongues, which caused embarrassing hair balls.
Meanwhile, a man paced the tiny area of his cell, twenty steps from one wall then twenty steps back to his lice ridden cot. His dark eyes narrowing, he listened to the click click clicking of what could only be high heels on a cold concrete floor. His lips tilting up into a slick smile, he ran his fingers through his oil shinny hair, smoothing it back into place as he turned towards the bars.
"Miss, Grey, how good it is to ..."he ran his hungy gaze down her well taiolored body, stopping at her breasts before meeting her eyes. ..."see you agian. I hope you have good news for me." He purred through the bars.
Jenny grey, was young and fresh out of law school, she couldn't believe her luck at landing such an intresting case. Her pouty lips smiling she soothed down her borrowed woman's business suit. She knew she was charming in her tailored skirt, even if it was a little too short and her dark navy blue blazer that made her blue eyes sparkle just a little bit more.
"Ahhh, yes I believe I do, John. I believe I do....."
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