“Um, your face…” I said as I noticed her makeup had smeared a bit from the tears that were streaming down her face from gagging on my cock. “...h shit…” she muttered before reaching into her purse for her makeup removing wipes. I silently laughed to myself as she began fixing the mess on her face. “Now what?” I asked, realizing we still had a ways to go because of the construction zone that had traffic backed up all the way into Texas. “I have no idea,” she answered as she put her slightly. In the past he had always been afraid of Ivy, because of what she was capable of. This time, it was as personal as when she had her thrown down the river, but much much worse."You shouldn't have rejected me last night Charles. You have no idea how much you hurt me!!" Ivy spoke in a bitter tone.Charles gulped under his gagged mouth. The way Ivy was glaring down on him gave him the impression that she was going to kill him. Charles had never been this scared of Ivy before."I am your Mistress and. Playing the host, I made myself busy offering her a place to sit and a drink. At the same time I tried to chase the image of her begging Kaitlyn to make her come from my mind. I was shocked when she mentioned, in a small voice, her last visit to my apartment.Until that moment, I had not realized that she could remember what had happened while she was under my control. It had never dawned on me that I had left my "victims'" memories intact, recording the details of their actions.Other details. We found that feeling of being side-by-side very quickly and within minutes the symbol resolved itself and we twisted. The door in front of us opened silently. I walked in and was met by darkness."hmmm ... I heard Cooper think aloud."What?" I asked."What were you focusing on back when we were trying to turn on the lights?" The wall," I answered."Yeah, me too." he agreed. "Why?"Why?" I began, but then it occurred to me, as it obviously already had to him. We'd been focusing on where we expected.