10-10-2008, 09:03 PM
She took the shirt and rubbed it agasint her skin and murred with delight. "But...But this is master clothes..." Suddenly she realized that she did not really have a master any more...did that make her not a slave? In thats case...could she wear clothes that the master wore? With a happy yip she slipped the shirt over her head and sighed happily as she felt the warm soft shirt embrace her. She hugged herself and leaned against Ocax, to caught up in her moment with her shirt to notice. The shirt fell to just above her knees and was a little big on her but she liked it that way. Nice, warm, soft and loose, not like the cold shackles and chains that had dressed her for so long. She closed her eyes and nuzzeled Ocax as she leaned on him.
