| "Stand up," came the command. Slowly, I rose to me feet. She was shorter than I had expected for an Empress, but was more stunning than I could ever imagine. Jet black hair that glistened in the light. Dark eyes, piercing and demanding obedience. Not a speck of makeup on her face, for she had a beauty that could not be improved. Her black mesh top did very little to hide her luscious perfect breasts, pushing straight through the tiny little holes in the top. Her nipples protruded, beckoning my lips to caress them. I knew better, of course, as my ass was still stinging from my first indiscretion. Her abdomen was tight as it separated her breasts from the tight black leather shorts that left nothing to the imagination. From the bottom of her shorts to the top of her boots were smooth thighs reaching both upward and downward. My cock was trying to respond, but the little metal buttons continued to push inward at any sign of an er...
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