There’s a rattle of chains and a moment later there’s a face looking back at me from the other side of the door. The face belongs to a woman who m...st be in her forties, although the weak light makes it difficult to be certain. I notice a steel collar around her neck … which means that this woman is what Brooke called a ‘chattel slave’ and that she’s ‘owned’ by a particular mistress.“Who are you?” I ask.“Slave G21, Madame. Oh! … Sorry. Lady,” says the slave when she notices my necklace.“How long. So this happened around 2 years ago during July/august we friends organized a small house barbeque party we were 4 guys and one of our friends got his girl best friend Hilda(name changed)Hilda is one hell of a Nasty girl who would drink until shes sloshed shes petite around 5’2″ and anyone would love the way she moves it’s like getting hold of a snake and the moans just add to it Now she’s here alone helping us prepare and getting drunk enjoying the bbq time passed by it was around 12 we ran. Her small shell-like ears caught the scraping sound of one of her companions reaching forher wide hips and she scurried away. The high girlish laughter shetittered as she felt the fingers brush the empty place where she slippedher narrow waist away from them.When she was released from the dream the last time Nalice was waitingthere for her. She stood in the mist as it curled around her. Rena toldher once again that there was nothing that had changed and Nalice smiled.Rena asked her why she was. ." Ann voice trailed off as she saw their teacher.Diana was behind everybody else and didn't immediately see Boswell. "Nobody could sleep through that. You're almost as loud as Arlene. I don't think Jeff ever did get to pee." Oops!" Diana exclaimed when she saw Helen. Then laughing, "Ah, the heck with it, she's one of us. Good morning Helen."When Helen responded, Diana nodded to Laura. "If you will take care of the steak, I'll get the eggs and potatoes. Melissa, how about starting the other.