Isabelle comes home after a long stressful day at work. As She passes Her pretty couch and chair, She is distracted by how beautiful they are. She slinks over to them...aroused by the very sight of them...She caresses the cushions, the pillows...grinds against them, opening Her blouse to allow the fabric caress Her breasts. She tells them that they are Her pleasure slaves, and if they ever disappoint Her- She will destroy them.

After saying this, She thinks aloud about what had happened that morning. She strokes the soft red pillow as She remembers that Her bed made Her late t... Show more