Vennoa grinned to herself. Yes. You have the power now. Make them pay.The half-orc didn’t look like he worked in disreputable places. In fact, he wa... dressed in fine clothing that look better than what the party was dressed in. The half-orc was tall, and stood high above Nat, especially when she was seated.The half-orc looked down at them and said, “I hear that you’re adventurers?”Nat looked up defiantly and replied, “What’s it to you?”The half-orc replied, “My name is Vertheg, and my master. The wife may suggest changes to these rules at any time, but as a slave has no input to the rules and is expected to at no time question them or fail to obey them. Failure to obey the rules will result in the punishment of the slave.TRAINING: The slave will spend many, many hours of training at the hand of her master. This training will be in accordance with the RULES and the purposes of the program. Its major thrust will be to enable the slave to be please her master totally and will involve. “Are you wearing a bra?”“Yes, sir, I am,” she said quickly; then she added: “Sorry!”“I guess you’d better be!” Roger said.Then he stuffed his hand up her tee shirt and did some snipping with the knife at her shoulders and then under her arm and finally in front. He then kind of ripped the bra from her and threw it to the ground.“Say you’re sorry to my friends for wearing a bra! Tell them that you know that a slut shouldn’t wear a bra to a party, when she’s the entertainment.”She didn’t hesitate. "I was busy and didn't have time to respond for awhile and soon I heard the bing of email arriving, I opened it. "Where are you my sweet, I want a picture, do not disobey me or I shall have to torture you."Uh oh, I thought, I better at least send something in repsonse, "You dole out torture well yourself my sweet master, I will see what I can do." I was thinking about how I was going to acomplish this task, when a cruel thought crossed my mind, I smiled and sent the following message back to my.