Steamy Diaries
"I've come to play."
The prisoners turned to stare at her, their eyes wide with shock and lust. There was a motley assortment of misfits and deviants – burly guards, lithe acrobats, and everything in between. But Sally didn't care about their pasts or their crimes. All she cared about was the way they looked at her, their gazes filled with hunger and desire.
"Come to me, my pets," Sally commanded, beckoning them with a sinuous curl of her gelatinous form. "Let's see what you can do with a princess who's lost all her inhibitions."