Done for the night.

You release Laurel from her bonds and help her to her feet. She leans against you and kisses you deeply, stroking her hand along your cheek.

"You are so kind to me, Master," she murmurs happily. "You made me come so many times, and let me drink your essence. Will you allow me to sleep with you tonight, Master?" You kiss her gently and nod and she smiles happily and leans her head against your chest.

Lisa still slumps, hanging from the manacles, her head fallen forward, her hair a wavy brunette waterfall. You use the pulley to lower her to her knees, then release the manacles. She slumps into your arms, whimpering softly. Her body is limp and yielding.

"You better carry that one," Laurel says. "I don't think she's used to this. We'll have to make sure that she doesn't get over used at the party."

You pick up Lisa and she recovers a bit, putting one limp arm around your neck and nuzzling her face into your chest. "My Master," she sighs happily, snuggling into your arms before relaxing utterly once again. You share a look with Laurel, both of you smiling as you start to climb the stairs.