"No mistake. This is number eight. It's the same M.O. as your guy. Crime scene's identical. Genitals gone, internal organs gone, body naked, no real s...gns of a struggle, no incisions except at the ... uh ... crotch."Ostand winced. "The Deputy Mayor," he said softly, shaking his head. "The fucking Deputy Mayor is vic number eight. As soon as the press gets hold of this, the whole thing's gonna come out. And what do we have for suspects? Nothing."Tuesday 13 MayHe had sworn to himself he wouldn't. They were for reactions I might get during the session. Lana checked her detail sheet, reviewing the routine. To my surprise, she asked me if I would like her to take off her top. I said that I would and she pulled it off over her head, folded it neatly and placed it on a nearby chair. Her breasts were barely over size A, with no crease beneath and her skin was a rich, warm light brown. Her quarter-sized sized areolas were dark brown, with raspberry sized nipples that had little dimples in the. After a couple of months in that location, I received another transfer. This time, I was moved out to a small town with cobble-stone streets. It was an amazing location, filled with wonderful people. The retreat members with me were top-notch, which really helped me concentrate on my studies and to enjoy the location. We met some incredible people there. I learned a bit more about myself while I was there and grew a lot.One of the people I met was incredibly beautiful. She'd been in beauty. From a guy living a great life to this, this... sex doll.I apparently looked in the mirror past the time the man was willing to wait and suddenly felt a shock vibrating through my entire body, originating from my neck and going down to my toes. I whirled around and saw a remote in the stranger's hands, then pieced together that this collar was no ordinary choker, it was actually an upgraded dog collar of sorts, where I would be shocked by his discretion. It hurt like hell and I pleaded with him.