Thread: A Swift Beauty Meets a Slow Beast {darkest_fate&DeRe}

Once more Taylor found herself glaring down at the doctor, her eyes hard enough that the blue seemed to turn to ice. Her meager garb did little to hide her lithesome body. Long legs still extended into the surf, where the soft waves lapped at the long boots that at least offered some protection. Taylor's arm could only cover so much of even her relatively small breasts. She took some solace in that standing in a certain position would at least prevent too many upskirt shots from getting what they truly wanted. Her sex would be well protected by thighs and by skirt, though a very well trimmed bikini line of soft golden hair might be visible from time to time. There was also little Taylor could do to guard her bare ass. The two almost perfect cheeks, formed by hours of dancing on the stage, would be quite visible. The damn cavegirl outfit meant that if she wanted her sex fully covered a bit of her ass would likely have to show at all times. And the doctor acted as if this all pleased him. Once more the urge to violence rose up within Taylor, and she already swore to make sure this man never worked with anyone again. He'd rue the day that he thought to drag Taylor Swift out and attempt to humiliate her in front of his strange little creature. It certainly didn't help that he clearly had some intelligence, pointing out his own loophole in their little deal, one that made Taylor grimace. You could try to be a little less disgusting,' she pointed out as he scooped up her undergarment. She almost openly retched when he took the sniff, looking away. If you think that you're going to get-- she began, only to pause as he continued. Petulance ? The man had his creature strip her then insisted that she dance around in the surf and she was the petulant one? His creature had at least wandered off for the time being. It was obey or suffer the consequences. That much was quite clear. Taylor sighed and gave him another glare before sinking down to her knees. The starlet tugged at her lower garb, attempting to figure out how to maximize coverage. She knew the lower parts of her ass would surely be on display. And there was no way to crawl and keep her breasts covered, not unless she dipped low and did some strange army crawl toward him. If she didn't think he'd enjoy her slithering on her belly far too much, she likely would have started doing that then and there. Instead Taylor started to crawl forward. She kept her head up, eyes on Prospero the whole time. If he was looking for seduction in her movements, he would be sorely disappointed. For Taylor was clearly not willing to play along in the slightest. She didn't even alter her expression from disgust. She simply moved forward, moving on her hands and knees one bit at a time. The only consideration toward his command was her speed Taylor took her time, mostly because she wanted to make sure to expose as little as possible with each movement, sliding her legs in such a way as to make viewing her sex virtually impossible. I swear, you're going to pay for this in so many ways, she hissed up at him, clearly ready to launch into an assault at any moment.