Apparently she had made the breakthrough into clothing options that could bite back. A Taser bra, who would ever have thought of such a thing?
The Taser cords had been intricately weaved into the lace of the bra and had unraveled out from it explosively when engaged by some secret trigger to embed the contact ends into the out stretching hands of the two men. I watched now as Zora tugged the Taser cords from off the bra to let them fall to the floor.
She reached through the bars and unhooked the keys from the waist belt of one of the men. Straightening she unlocked her door and thrusted it hard back against the two unconscious men on the floor somewhat vindictively.
She stepped across to my cell as her eyes studied mine cautiously, "Am I forgiven for exposing private property?"
I nodded yes and she opened the cell door.
She had started to turn back to her cell, when I caught her chin and held her head for my kiss. I broke the kiss off sooner than either of us wanted, but we needed to get out of here. If we hadn't been guilty of a crime before we were now.
I slipped into Zora's cell and got her shirt, which I held out for her. She slipped her arms into it and I buttoned it up enjoying the process. I held up the under-bust corset and she took it from me and started putting it on, as she knew far better than I how such things worked.
I fingered the tab of her shirt collar and her eyes glanced up to mine inquiringly.
Hesitantly I said, "You should do that for me sometime. I would very much like it!"
A teasing light came into her eyes and she sweetly responded with, "You want me to Taser you honey?"
I growled in response and she laughed.
I started to turn away, but she caught my arm and I stopped. Her face had gone completely serious.
"You don't have to ask for anything Elon, as if I would deny you. Tell me what you want and I'll do it with all my heart. My desire is to please you."
Her words were sincere and yet they intoxicated me with their promise. I nodded as my mind filled with all the fantasies and desires I had stored away like a ravening beast that needed to be locked up because there was no where safe for it to roam.
I could be myself with this woman. It was okay to be open with what I wanted and needed in a relationship.