So I did the next best thing." You ran away?" Nimrod asks lightly. His eyes twinkling with humor."No," I smile back at him grateful at his levity. "I ...ledged myself to him. I know it was crazy but I felt, underneath all of his actions Vashe' did not want to be doing what he was doing. He was trapped. A good man made to be cruel. He hated himself. I could feel all those things. I could not express any of this, so I pledged to him. He in return took me as an apprentice, in defiance of all his. I loved my new hair. It was socurly, full and bouncy now.Chapter 35Daniel and his mom arrived at the salon a little before noon on Friday. Iwas wearing my jeans with the floral embroidery instead of a skirt. SinceDaniel said he wanted to be friends I thought I should dress more causalso I didn't send the wrong message. I also wore The Doors 1970 tour t-shirt that had been my mom's, a pair of wedge sandals, the featherearrings the Brenda and Scott had given me as a birthday present, and. Cindy was a 20 year old slut who he was dating , who he hypnotized but she mostly just blew him in his car ,he dated Cindy to keep up appearances in the community, but Arthur preferred to dominate married older whores . Sheila was a kinky red-haired stacked bbw who he had met last week when had dropped Cindy off at home from a date. Unemployed he hired her as his personal assistant at the club. He had initiated her 2 days earlier , Hev had fucked her face pussy& ass she had received a. It was late afternoon when they finally struggled to their feet and made their way back into the barn to find their clothes. Peter had, of course, rescued the red shorts and the shoe Jane had thought she’d lost when he’d picked her up and put her in the trunk. And her t-shirt, though severely wrinkled, was fine. Her bra, though, was ruined, and as for her panties...!They were soaked with sweat, stained and torn open to the crotch, and at first she was just going to throw them away, leave.