She looked around the room at her s**ttered clothes that the Predator had swept from her bed and her eyes settled on where he had laid out what she wa... to wear. She sat down at her dresser and looked in the mirror. The predator's warning glared at her; 'DON'T FORGET THE BLONDE WIG!!!' in big red letters. She was tempted to wipe the lipsticked threat from the glass but she thought that should she get through this the writing may be evidence that could be useful to the authorities. Couldn't the. “Please Master. Please don’t make me do this. Please Master” she said tearfully.Howard enjoyed just how pitiable she looked. It wouldn’t be hard to break her to his will. “Enough” he bellowed. “Take off your clothes now!”Brianna obeyed slowly taking her clothes off. Finally she stood before her owner completely naked. She instinctively tried to cover her breasts and vagina with her hands. “Take down those hands slavegirl. You should not obstruct your Master’s view of the body that he owns.”. I started laughing. Uncontrollably. I just couldn’t help myself.‘Sshhh.’ Nick said. He was rubbing my forehead. ‘That’s the giggle fit from the second dose, enjoy it, it’ll pass.’ He caressed my face and my hair, he was very tender and caring and slowly the giggles faded and I melted away in this tingling caresses.So good. I wanted to say, but my tongue was too flabby and thick to actually pronounce any syllables. Just some incoherent mumbles sounded.‘You wanted join in already?’ Irena asked. I'll just have to learn tolump it for a while and it will all blow over, Meanwhile I am not goingto make this situation worse. What I need here though is a littledeception for I feel they are all in cahoots against me on this thing andno telling what road they want to take me down. I have to have a plan ofaction. There must be some way of getting out of this horriblepredicamentViola. George (Misty)- "Ok girls I won't take the make up off or anything. ButI don't really like this dress you.