"It's okay, don't be embarrassed. Just face me so I can't see it under the covers."I rolled over and faced her, making sure there was enough space bet...een us so that I wasn't poking her. That wasn't easy, since we were in a bed made for one person."Now you're about to fall off the bed," Brynn said. "Don't worry about…touching me with it. I won't do anything." But, it's embarrassing."She giggled. "I promise not to do anything. Just scoot closer so you're not hanging over the edge."I moved a few. ‘Reynolds,’ he answered as civilly as possible, but he couldn’t keep the hostility completely out of his voice. ‘Officer Reynolds, it’s Carrie. Ellie’s friend? I know where she is and she’s in trouble. I thought I should probably tell you.’ ‘Where is she? Is she alright? Did she give you any details?’ As Carrie gave him directions and the few facts she had been able to glean from her friend, Alec threw on clothes and ran out the door to his car. She was on the opposite side of the city,. “Remember to call me your Worship.”Mistress Cold continued, “We’re actually going to shoot the argument scene, which takes place in a car, another day. I first want you to get completely accustomed to being her slut, so it looks more believable when she’s arguing with you in the car that you’re just a male needing to be dominated by her.”Amy was watching this glad she was finally able to contribute to her friend's creative work, Mistress Cold, or as she knew her, Natasha. Amy liked what she did. “Naughty. I never thought you’d come that quickly.” My leg, tortured already by her silk touch, was further abused by her lovely fingers, stroked by smooth knuckles, then lightly scraped by fingernails as the petting went up, then down. “Well I suppose we’ll have to punish you. But we need to move you first.” I heard her move around the bed and the ties at my wrists were loosened. “But...” I began my protest, and felt her fingertips at my lips. “Shh. You will not speak. You’re forgiven this.