“Fred, I think you need to come to my office in the Rectory at Saint Catherine’s for some counseling, Let’s say this Friday at 8 PM,” said the...good Father.The next day, Kim decided to attend confession, and admitted to Father McNamara of having impure thoughts regarding several men at the gym. The Father gave her some minimum penance to perform and suggested she come to his office Friday night at 8:30 PM for further counseling. The good Father took notice of how attractive and sexy Kim was,. As expected she was wearing the typical decorations of a slave bracelets, anklets and collar these had been used to link her ankle’s with a hobble chain and chain her hands together in front of her and a leash dangled from the collar. She had not been awake long when the door to the cell opened and a pair of Orc guards came in, one of them grabbing hold of the leash and pulling her to her feet both of them leered at the naked elf, the one holding the leash pulled her along at a pace she found. He was also Black, and Tiffany was nervous, but never wanted him to think she was racist, so decided to let him take her home. Since it was still early, they ended up going to another small party, Tiffany really never wanted to go home so soon, so she agreed, and was hoping maybe Josh or some of the other guys would be there. When they arrived, it was an apartment complex on the south end of town, on the edge of the "hood" so to speak. It was mostly Spanish people at the party, and Marcus. ‘I have a plan.’ ‘Yes, yes? Let’s hear it,’ Hoot smiled. ‘I’m going to home school her until she’s 12. By then, she’ll know more than any ordinary college graduate.’ Freddy snorted. ‘And then?’ he added. ‘I’m going to lock her up in her closet until she’s 18.’ A chorus of snorts and guffaws greeted that remark. ‘You think that’s going to keep her safe from the world?’ Freddy inquired. Tom shook his head. ‘It’s going to keep the world safe from her.’ The men almost fell off their benches. Hoot.