“I never stopped. It was you who went silent after the first day we met. Why did you ignore me?” I demand. I have to know what’s going on. “My...parents don’t need to know my ever move, do they? Especially in this neighborhood, they’d never stay if we hung out.” “So you forget about me?” “I never forgot. I played it safe.” “Baby girl, you aren’t safe around me.” That turned her on. Her eyes lit up and she leaned into me. We met in a passionate kiss again, this time I slid my hands down her back.. But he ordered me to put them on.He looked me over when I finished dressing and finally said, "Let's go."It has been obvious since he came out of my closet holding my dress that he intends to take me out. I'm not happy about that. I don't know what he has planned and that makes me nervous. But beyond that, I'm not anxious to be seen in public with this old man. I want to be here in my bed with him, naked and being taken like a captured slave girl. I want him to turn me back into a slut the way. "I won't hurt you," I said as I gripped her hand and pulled the pins out. All the manacles dropped to the dock. She looked up at me in surprise as I picked her up. Turning, I noticed she was shivering as I carried her down the hallway to my quarters. I wasn't sure if it was fear or cold. I pushed the door open to the workroom, passed through the entryway, and was in my living room. I set her down on the couch, and pulled the blanket I kept there around her shivering shoulders.KatiaI watched God. Youlike your plug..you need your plug..you love your plug..I find myself muttering, "I love my plug", as we are led to anotherroom. We are led into a room with metal walls, divided into compartments. Ineach there are what looks like three pairs of stocks. We are forced tokneel in front of a pair each, and our heads and hands are forced intothe stocks, which are locked down. Chris, Mike and I are facing eachother, and can see the fear in each others' eyes. The women attach metaltubes to the.