Reaching the dinning room, you flung the woman onto one of the wooden chairs there that surrounded the table. Rummaging in the large box that sat in t...e corner of the room, you pulled out several lengths of rope. Turning, you saw Mrs D watching you carefully. "That's one thing I love about your house, whore - it comes already complete with all the accessories left over from your days as a Domme!" I still am a Domme," she replied in neutral tones. "I'll always be a Domme - that's my nature. I. Whenever I think of love or comfort or devotion - and that is so often - all I can think of is Mezyana."I want to live with her when I leave here. To share all my moments with her. Especially those little moments: the ones which mean so little when experienced alone and so much more when I'm with the one I love. We'd have our own home. We'd sleep in the same bed. Kiss each other as we left for work in the morning. Sit arm in arm, watching the television, feeling the comfort of our embraces.. It was now in the middle of the afternoon, and Vincent, although in great pain, was still realistic enough to understand how precarious their situation was. There could be all sorts of dangers on this sea - from high winds to underwater creatures that could overturn the raft. That was not taking into account the winged creatures such as the giant condors they had seen earlier.They were in great danger and the sooner they could get to land, the better their chances of survival would. She died during one of the attacks that happened after you had left.”“If you have been a Voguel all your life,” I asked, with an air of disbelief, “how is it you did not change and protect her?”She sighed and said, “Because Brant, or one of his followers, bit me that night. It wasn’t until the next blood moon that I changed for the first time, but I had left the village before it came. The first night I changed it was extremely painful - I could feel how my bones and body changed into the new.