Then the hinge on the cellar door creaked. Sarah's hand tightened on the oak handle of her pistol. She only needed one shot. The man grumbled softly... paused for a moment. Sarah dared peek through a crack between the bags to see him standing there in the mouth of the cellar, probably squinting against the gloom and haze of reagents. It would have been so easy for Sarah to pop up and shoot him in the back. She could have. It would have bought her some time to get away. To get her title. I made three piles; trash, charity and I don't know. Then I went through the 'I don't know pile' again and divvied it up between the trash and charity piles. I had a sandwich for lunch and called some charity organizations; Goodwill, Habitat for Humanity, the Union Mission and a couple of others. It turned out that if I was going to get rid of the stuff that day I'd have to take it to them myself and the best option for me was Goodwill. I spent the rest or the day getting the things to the drop. "I looked but waved my hand again, frantically, before my face. Again he paused. "Why?" I panted, knowing that I was once again poised on the precipice of oblivion. "Why are you doing this to me? Over and over ... Why?" It will soon just be second nature, my dear. Soon, you won't hesitate ... and you won't question. It is in your nature to be dominated ... to ALLOW yourself to be dominated. As I told you, that's not necessarily a bad thing. You are a wonderful girl ... and you should let. "Ch- Charizard wh- what are you d- doing?" She asked blushing bright redCharizard kissed and lick at her throat more tasting her. Chelsea blushing but she could feel herself being aroused by this. His hand moved to her bra and was tugging at it as he teased her with his mouth. Chelsea sat up looking down at her Pokemon not knowing what to do. But Charizard put one of his claws in her bra and pulled down making her breasts spill out."Ah!" Chelsea said and before she could cover them Charizard.