Is situation mein bas sharam se mar rahi thi. Mujhe nahin samajh mein a rah tha ki mein kya karoon. Bas majboori thi meri jo mein ye sab kar rahi hoon...Mujhe kala chashma pehnakar, jismein se mujhe kuch nahin dikha raha tha, wapis lejake gaadi mein bitha diya. Is waqt maine bhale hi saadi pehni ho, phit be aadhi nangi hi thi. Gaadi kaafi chalne ke baad fhir kahin jake ruki, yeh bhi koi basement parking hi lag rahi thi. Behral mujhe haath pakad kar utara gaya phir kuch seddhiyan chadakar ek. .. a lot of it was exposed. She was wearing a black skirt, a fitted top that exposed her midriff, thigh-high stockings, arm warmers, and shoes that were embellished with its rings. The best part of it all? The rings that embellished the rest of its body,not just its shoes, were not electric yellow of a typical Umbreon, but blue. Sky, sky blue. A rarity.'How lucky can I get? Once I train it, it'll sell for oh so much...' I thought as I observed it. It bent over, gathering berries. Its skirt was. "The heart shows that I love you but this is Mine and Mine only to touch and use, when I chose," She said.With that, She gave the cage several good tugs and was satisfied he would not be able to remove it. She took the key which was on a chain and put it around Her neck so it hung between Her breasts."The lock shows that though I love you I cannot trust you to keeps your hands off of what you no longer own, nor have permission to use."For the next few days, he was very attentive to all of Her. So, get into that stall and check to see if the head stocks are still working properly. I haven't used it in a while and I don't know if they open and close smoothly or not." So, I go into the stall and get down on my knees to inspect the stockade as he asked of me. As I begin inspection on it, he walks inside, places his hand on the back of my head and pushes it inside of the hole of the stockade. He quickly closes it around my neck and locks it into place. Next, he locks wide band metal.