Let me introduce myself, my name is Tanya, however it wasn't always this it used to be Christopher. I was a good-looking young man, 5'8" tall, 160 pou...ds and with some muscle mass, long brown hair and brown eyes. I was 18 when everything started to go wrong for me. I made a phone call to a local phone service that advertised intimate encounters between adults and as I started to go through the system there was no one on except this one woman, and she and I started chatting and I decided to. Nancy looked at him, confused, wondering what had happened."It's quite simple, actually," he said, "From what I can tell, she had a nightmare that she was in a lab with some rats, and they forced themselves on her, and you had something to do with it; like you were doing the experiment, or something." Why would she think that?", Nancy asked, confused, "Wouldn't she think that you were the one doing it?" No," he replied, "Remember, Tonya has a deep emotional bond with you as a result of. He smiled thatevil smile once again. He then crossed the room and lit some candles on the table as well as othersspread about the room. It gave the room a soft golden glow; he then turnedout the lights leaving just the candles. Pulling out a large blue bag she hadnot seen before he reached into the bag he pulled out some chains. "This my slave is called a sirik. It is a collar and chain combination,it will restrict your movement and enhance your natural beauty." He pulledit out of the bag and. Wondering if he should tell her that she didn’t have to crawl now, he noted that she found a way to do it anyway in that position and decided not to say anything. She was a smart one. As she brought the collar back to him and he tried hard to keep his face blank, but inside he was beaming with pride. “Kneel up,” he told her as he took the collar from her mouth. He then placed it around her neck and fastened it. She noticed that it was not to tight, but that it was not loose either. “Now go get.