“I’m probably the craziest person here, and I feel safe around him. Heck, that’s why Katy’s here even though she’s got her stupid internal s...ruggle about having him fuck her brains out.”“Cindi,” I warned gently.“Sorry. She’s not here. Don’t worry.”“Even so. Let’s leave Katy alone on the topic, please. Jackie, is Jeremiah going to be here this weekend?”“Yes. I saw him on campus. That little jerk breezed through his finals like he was out for a Sunday stroll!”We all laughed and I asked, “Isn’t. The bar tender female dyke type with black leather vest, dark skin shaved head and nice pair of tits 34c. The place has low lighting as you might see in an old film, dark panel with a etched mirror behind the bar, pool table where what seems to be a husband and wife playing 9 ball, they have the rings on, young 27 or so and seem very competitive with the game. What seems to stand out most with those two are their clothes and how they move, standing taller than most do and even their speech. . The discussion would have gone on longer, but the light on Mike’s healing chamber flashed signaling that he was fully healed. There had been nothing wrong with him except for exhaustion.Cat said, “He’s ready.”She opened the lid and looked down at him. He opened his eyes and asked, “How is she?”“She’s still in the healing chamber. I expect she’ll be there for a while. She was in pretty bad shape, when you brought her in here,” Cat said.“Talk about a failed mission,” Mike said feeling. “We needed somewhere to leave you while we explored, slut. Don’t worry, you’ll be looked after.” A stab of panic forced a desperate whimper from my throat, the thought of them leaving me to the mercies of… well, whomever, filling me with fear. “No.” I managed, shaking my head, the rings on my collar jingling loudly. “Yes, slut. You don’t get a choice in this. And just to make sure you stay put, we’re going to… well… you’ll see. Guys?” I felt myself being lifted and carried. Unable to stop.