The Goddess and the Imp - Wasteland
The only light that creeped into her space were that of the candles placed around the room. They flickered as Goddess’ new toy moved freely around in midair. Free yet held by her binds. Her touch make Imp shiver with anticipation, she could feel the wetness between her legs. Listening intently to all her Mistresses commands, she could only hope her obedience was enough to buy her the pleasure she so desperately wants.
