” “Nice to meet you, Jasmine. Mark, can I speak to you in the kitchen, please!” My stepbrother followed me into the kitchen. “What the fuck...are you thinking? I’m not going to be with a paid whore.” “You’re certainly going to be with her. I bought her for you. I have always wanted to see my stepsister have her sweet pussy eaten by an experienced whore. You’re going to march in that living room and show that whore a good time.” “You’re absolutely deranged. Why would you think I would want to. I have been with couples where one of them got jealous of the attention being given and that gets tense. Too much drama." Oh yeah, I can see that would be weird," she nodded."And I have had boyfriends and then we had another woman join us. John and I even did that a few times early on in our relationship. Again, it is all about the people and the understanding they have about what the boundaries are," I finished."So you and Uncle John have had a women join you before?" She asked. "Was my Mom. The second is that I wouldn't trust the chap she's going with further than I could throw him," he said. "He's a smoothie and fancies himself with the girls. The general's daughter would be a prize as far as he's concerned and then he'd drop her once he'd got her." That's pretty damning," said Elspeth."Yes," said Mark, "but I do sometimes get to talk with the more junior officers and I also make sure to pick up on the chat and, from everything I've gathered, he's a cad of the first order." You. Whatever that means.”She was crying now. “I kept waiting for him to force me to betray my friends,” she sobbed, “... or for him to trigger the collar,” she sobbed again, “... or for something like this to happen.”Sylvia sniffled and then fell silent as she looked down at the steel box into which I had placed the Kollar. After a moment she asked, “What now?”“You’re dead,” I said flatly. “After an unsuccessful attempt to free you from the Volkov Kollar, you were horribly murdered.” I turned her.