"Let's not go into our small political issues, what can you tell me about yourself and your companions. I should know something before I present you t... my King. You were a god's send over the last few days. My men tell me that you all were everywhere and doing everything you could to help the people of that town. You have my thanks for being where I couldn't," smiled Seth at Marie.Uncharacteristic of Marie, she appeared to blush a little. Looking away she composed herself and looked back."Well. "No mistress." I said, still kneeling and trying not to smile too much.Karen rummaged in a couple of the large carriers. "You can take the bags up to the bedroom in a moment. No peaking in any of them! You will go and take a bath and use what's in this bag. There's a pack of razor blades, hair remover and an enema bag. I'm sure your famillier with one! You have 40 minutes then report to me in the bedroom." She said with authority. "Oh. Before you go, pour me a glass of wine."I got up and. She saw the sudden surprise on his face, felt the sudden tightening of the bands.She knew what he wanted then. Rage rose in her. She didn't grab a handful of thread this time -- she used two hands, and dragged on them mightily. His face showed fear and he uttered a sound like a screech. That broke the spell altogether. She let her rage rise like a red-hot flame and she directed that flame at the threads.What she saw in that instant sealed his fate. The faces of many women, in thrall to his. “Come on.” Helen said to her sister again. “Get undressed, Sarah.”They both watched as Sarah took off her clothing. She kept herself low on the bed - a vulnerable and submissive pose; seeming unwilling to raise herself higher than was necessary. She kept her eyes fixed upon her nephew and sister as she shrugged her top off her shoulders and then slid her pants off of her legs. She kept her same position - resting back on her elbows with her spread legs facing Jason and Helen. The candlelight.